Saturday, September 15, 2007
15 September 2007
Okay...yesterday...slept at mka busu's house...
damn..i'll start fm the top...
.FRIDAY.
NPCC...ok...i bathed..cool...den..NPCC..got service day...my members...
Yong Siang, Yuhan ,Kamariah n me...we went to block 411..Ok...take 11th fllor lift..walk up level 12...d two Ys started knocking n talking..
(Ys)'Hello, aunty...we from Dunearn NPCC, doing service day. We are here to talk about crime prevention.'
(Aunty) 'Ape? Die nak mintak derme? Bilang die taknak.'
*Wat? Dey wan donation..tell den we don want...*
So i went forward...
(I) 'Nek, kite bukan nk mintak derme. Kitorang dari Sekolah Menengah Dunearn, NPCC. Kami tengah buat Service Day di mane sekarang kite ingin menerangkan kepade nenek bagaimane jenayah boleh dicegah...blah3...'
Den i ask dem..'i tot u say 1 2 demo?'
(Y) 'No need demo...we wanted to do...until someone cut Q'...oops...
Den...another house...nicely decorated...wif greeneries...i knocked...Kamariah's turn to speak...d Ys behin ud...protecting us fm evil forces...
So...d man came...red, puffy eyes, flaming like balls of fury...(lyk compo aye?)
(Man): 'Wat u one?'
(Kamaria)'We..er...from Dunearn NPCC...errm....'
She looked so terified..speechless...so i stepped up..with all my guts..i stood up for us...cam n finished our mision once n for all...
Level 11 sucked d most man...hate it...guess wa...im not doing dat block no more..
i got to say my part mostly to d Malays....coz i noe eic is malay...got ayat2 outside deir house...
After NPCC...i 4got bring uniform...ran back 3N3A...luckily got...den go busstop...c Afiah...made our gdbyes...blanja Afiah bandong...took 187...den 157...
alamak...i end up it Jurong Polyclinic...instead of Bt Batok East Ave 3.took d other way...so i got down fm 157..i saw Afiah got down 187...i was so relieved...almost cried...my bro n aunt kept calling n smsing me..so i took taxi...in d taxi...azan berkumandang...so i drank d bandung...(wow...shaun's fav)so... got to my aunt's house... buke puase
.Today.
Got home about 4 fm Mak busu's house strait away go IMM...meet Azimah n Athirah...Thi go bye hp..i accompony den me n azimah go lib..we go blogs...i got Farah..Saint is me..Go read...If she reads...den she shud not b offended...She shud learn fm it...Ok..go read hers...dun ask me for her url...i dunno..if u feel dat i m wrong...den s a frend...go tell her i wrote it...she has to noe the truth...we onile about half hour ago...10 pm...she say MOnday after skool we c each other...i say...ok...go read,....chows...
sorry...selamat berpuasa..
damn..i'll start fm the top...
.FRIDAY.
NPCC...ok...i bathed..cool...den..NPCC..got service day...my members...
Yong Siang, Yuhan ,Kamariah n me...we went to block 411..Ok...take 11th fllor lift..walk up level 12...d two Ys started knocking n talking..
(Ys)'Hello, aunty...we from Dunearn NPCC, doing service day. We are here to talk about crime prevention.'
(Aunty) 'Ape? Die nak mintak derme? Bilang die taknak.'
*Wat? Dey wan donation..tell den we don want...*
So i went forward...
(I) 'Nek, kite bukan nk mintak derme. Kitorang dari Sekolah Menengah Dunearn, NPCC. Kami tengah buat Service Day di mane sekarang kite ingin menerangkan kepade nenek bagaimane jenayah boleh dicegah...blah3...'
Den i ask dem..'i tot u say 1 2 demo?'
(Y) 'No need demo...we wanted to do...until someone cut Q'...oops...
Den...another house...nicely decorated...wif greeneries...i knocked...Kamariah's turn to speak...d Ys behin ud...protecting us fm evil forces...
So...d man came...red, puffy eyes, flaming like balls of fury...(lyk compo aye?)
(Man): 'Wat u one?'
(Kamaria)'We..er...from Dunearn NPCC...errm....'
She looked so terified..speechless...so i stepped up..with all my guts..i stood up for us...cam n finished our mision once n for all...
Level 11 sucked d most man...hate it...guess wa...im not doing dat block no more..
i got to say my part mostly to d Malays....coz i noe eic is malay...got ayat2 outside deir house...
After NPCC...i 4got bring uniform...ran back 3N3A...luckily got...den go busstop...c Afiah...made our gdbyes...blanja Afiah bandong...took 187...den 157...
alamak...i end up it Jurong Polyclinic...instead of Bt Batok East Ave 3.took d other way...so i got down fm 157..i saw Afiah got down 187...i was so relieved...almost cried...my bro n aunt kept calling n smsing me..so i took taxi...in d taxi...azan berkumandang...so i drank d bandung...(wow...shaun's fav)so... got to my aunt's house... buke puase
.Today.
Got home about 4 fm Mak busu's house strait away go IMM...meet Azimah n Athirah...Thi go bye hp..i accompony den me n azimah go lib..we go blogs...i got Farah..Saint is me..Go read...If she reads...den she shud not b offended...She shud learn fm it...Ok..go read hers...dun ask me for her url...i dunno..if u feel dat i m wrong...den s a frend...go tell her i wrote it...she has to noe the truth...we onile about half hour ago...10 pm...she say MOnday after skool we c each other...i say...ok...go read,....chows...
sorry...selamat berpuasa..
what did i do so wrong that you had to leave me alone ... at 10:06 PM
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