FOR HILDA ZAMRI

i have a friend that i've met in sudan. her name is Hilda Zamri. she's more that my best friend, she's like my sister. we're been through bad times and worst times. but when i graduated from high school she was there. and now i've considered her as my family. but what kind of a person forgets her family. i totally have left her in the dark about my life since i left high school...
i bet she hates my guts rite now.... i've broken my promise
but i want her to know that; even thought that i did get to meet or talk to her.... i still think of her. how she's doing now? if she's having a good life, the life that she always deserve.
but all talk and no actions does not give me the right to be forgiven.
hildy i hope you can forgive me, for all the silent times and the times that you needed me and i wasnt there.... when you come to meet me... i hope we can clear the air.
also that i met to tell you but as it is.... i'm still trying to sort my life...
it's not all peachy clean at all.....
going through a real dilemma.....
i hope to hear from you.... soon....
call me ok
i lost my phone... so i have a new number
i'll email it to you.

new kitchen...

the true story of A3-4 room in Tun Mutahir Hostel

me and my roommate was studying late at nite in our hall, by our study table.
i was boiling water to make myself a cup of coffee, and Met was at her table doing her work.
the kettle was by the kitchen, after i made my drink i went to my table next to Met's. but then i felt something strange. i thought it was just me, but then i asked Met if she saw something. She was like "Eya....aku pun nampak wei... tapi xnak ckp apa2....eee takut la kak ika!"
i didnt want to make it as if i was too freaked out, but i just mcm buat xtau je la......
now i know that we have 10 not 9 people in the house....
is this true or just another hostel story i dont know...
but i just hope that its not was bad i imagine it to be..........

And so the story begins.......

last nite me and my roommates were suppose to study for our csc class quiz, but we end up doing stupid things. not only our study tables are rite next to each other in a row, but that all of us were glued onto facebook and just writing comments on each others page despite the fact that we're sitting next to each other.
My roommate Met, she watched a ghost movie earlier and she got scared, i mean really scared. so me, eda and stef started to scare her about sleeping alone and the boggy man will come.lol.
she even took a very very short shower.
then one of the other two crazy ladies, which im not going to specify who;(you know who you are :p) kept doing the wrong thing in creating her blog, she then just gave up..... but it was funny as hell. i know that it seems boring for my first post, but more will come and i assure that more drama will occur.
peace out!