Hard 2 find: part 2 (crazy things together)

 

           Have you ever been through an enormous crazy things with your friends? Yeah, we did it a lot, but im not referring doing something crazy naughty with your 'friend' but with your best friend.....
It is different kind of feeling when you r doing crazy things with a best friend...It feels like you own your own self and nobody can stop you, you feels powerful together, no scary feeling, wipes away your shy and just enjoy that very moment....

          It still crystal clear in my mind when me and my other two best friend in class doing funny things together. Three of us are the back benches in class. But its not portrayed our marks in exams....We were doing great in our exams and in the whole batch in school, we were in the top five... In my school, all of the students were compulsory to wear black shoes.... And yeah, we all love that as we are too lazy to wash school shoes every weekend and the dirt will not that obvious compared to white shoes.... As the time goes by, the black colour of the shoes started to get bleach. And what we do, me and my comrades use the black permanent  marker pen to re-colour the shoes and the result is....yesss, it looks like a brand new shoes, as black as charcoal..  tadaaa........

 

    (ok, thats not true, the colour turn into weird colour) its hybrid colour of black and purple....can you just imagine what colour it is? please use your imagination in maximum level....I just can't put it into words....At first, I feel so embarrass to wear the shoes but as time pass by, its immune to me..... hehe..Yeah, I feel unique in my own way, plus no teacher realized that my shoes colour was quite different at that time....

      I still remember when I stayed in hostel.... Me and my roommates was so eager to go to nite market a.k.a pasar malam but we were prohibited to go out of the hostel especially at night. And what we did, we 'fly' ('fly' means ran out from hostel for temporary) from hostel that night and climb up the school back gate.....Its crazy rite.... we also used to climb up the hostel's window in order to go out... It was my naughty experience ever....

        Besides that, we use to do 'shuffle' dance in class, toilet and infont of library....me also taught my fellow classmate on how to 'shuffle'...hahaaha....

what i think i look like...

how i really looked like....NOOB..

          

 There were many more crazy things i did with them but I wish to continue in my future entry..... :)

Hard 2 find....

me & her

I believe everybody has their own best friend ever so did i. She was my companion, my 'dustbin', my 'slave', my reminder, my competitor, my driver, my many more....Dont get confuse when I refer her as my dustbin, slave and competitor. These words cannot be translated literally as they wil turn me into bad person which treated her own bff like those things..


         Let me explain. She was my dustbin cz she was the one who always bear 2 hear my problems (which I regard the prob as trash)... Yeah, even the trivial things, she always offers her ears and shoulder 4 me 2 cry on. She was my 'slave' cz she loves 2 lend her hands 2 me whenever I need help (n thats what friends are 4)...last but not least, she was my competitor in class. We compete with each other 2 score in exams.. And that inspired me 2 be better than b4. I admit that whenever she got higher marks than me in any subject i felt something strange or what we call JEALOUSY. Yup, i got jealous with my own bff but its not to the extent where i regards her as my enemy. Instead, it manage to inspired and motivated me towards success. And thats why she was my reminder to me from being astray or out of track.
     
         But, as I said, she WAS my bff..Its not that we broke up from our friendship, but Allah loves her more.What im trying 2 say is, appreciate ur bff as their eyes still wide open, hard 2 find yet hard 2 forget.

Thanks for everything my companion......Knowing you was the great gift from Allah...<3

No discrimination......even cat being friend to sculpture of rock..
*not related to above story

p/s: to be continue.......LOOKING forward 4 INSPIRATION......

Cute feeling

Just finished read one blog and I just, hemm, "cute la plak baca entri ni"....hehe...
Dont misunderstood when i mention bout the cuteness of the entry...Its not that the owner of the blog yang cute, but the way he conveyed his feeling, his grateful is pretty cute 2 me....

    In that entry, he tells that he just bought a brand new lappy. Is that cute? Nope, we r not reaching that part yet....He keeps story regarding the specs of the lappy, how he feels after bought the lappy, he said that one of his dream (which is to own a brand new lappy) has been accomplished....and, he so grateful that he bought that lappy cz according to him, he seldom buy something expensive for himself....
   

     Then i read all the comment and I just like...."Ish, tlg la, beli lappy ja pon, dok bragging lebih2...." As to me, I will feel so annoying when a guy keep bragging what he did, in EXCESSIVE.....Just like a kid yang x cukup kasih sayang...But then, when I scrolled down the comment, i sensed that he was truly grateful to have that lappy and suddenly I smiled....What a cute....I mean, for some guy, they will try to control macho and cover2 in their entry but this guy, he just being honest to his feeling which i think its cute....


p/s: this entry has nothing to do with that guy face or whatsoever...just rasa nak being honest to my feeling gak...