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(not really) a pupply love.

Semalam watching the studio ghibli movie, 'so yesterday'.
One of the scene, remind me of zaman kanak2. When the lead role teringat balik the very first time someone ada crush towards her, during grade 5. *I don't know what is the age for a japanese student during the 5th grade.

Boy: Hey, erm.. do you like rainy days, cloudy days or sunny days? (*sambil blush)
Girl: (*paused for a while sbb sgt malu smbil blushing) cloudy days.
Boy: (*beaming) owh, we alike. * then run off either sbb malu or happy sgt sbb it turn out he and the girl both prefer cloudy days.
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Then the girl pun lari2, tiba2 terbang di awangan sambil sengih sorg2, kononnya head over heals falling in love.

omg, when i watched this scene i laughing so hard sbb sgt comel and innoccent.
And this remind me zmn kanak2 dulu when we girls have this kind of conversation:

A: Awak2, sy suka la (*sila isi nama mana2 boys).
B: Eh? iye? ye la. Sy pun suka. Sbb dia comel la.
C: Sama la.
Then all girls akan giggling. Mcm seronok sgt sbb it turn out we like the same boys. So innocent and so simple. hahaha and sgt gatal ye kicik2...? =p

*Sigh! How time has passed. =))


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