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A romantic story.

Yes I know. A cheesy title. =p
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Okay I post this just so that one day if me or one of my friends reminiscence this memory, then 'taptaptap', I just klik at this keyboard to search back this post. I mean seriously, my memory card i.e my brain, sgt2 la limited capacity. I can't even remember the things my friends keep telling me. If you are looking for someone whom you can talk to but wish that the very next day that person forget most part of your story, then call me.! *Gosh, how actually did I study?*

Enough of the rambling, and here's the story.
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Rainy days, and you saw someone waiting for the rain to stop so he can run to his car. Then suddenly this one girl come and offer him her umbrella. He looked shocked but she insist. He took it, thanks her, smile and....gone.
See??? Romantic tak? Romantic tak? Ngeeee...=p hehehe

Okey, this is the-not-so-romantic-part. =p
The guy are married, and not far from them, there is a group of girls looking at them, watching from a far, grinning and waving, looking like a fool.=p hehe.
It turn out that, the guy is our dean and the bunch of girl is us. And the one who offer the umbrella is also one of us. Hehe. =p *So tak payah berangan la konon2 nak buat cerita korea tgh2 hujan tu. The thing is, in my opinion la, talking, borrowing umbrella to your lecturer, outside school, it kind a weird. Actually the borrowing part, even in school pun dah pelik. =p ngee...Well, mybe not to some people.

Then, after the dean was gone, we were joking saying stuff like, we should put our name and matric no in case he can help us in our exam. =p hehehe.
And I'm telling my mum this story sambil added that the dean although maybe in his forties, is good looking etcetcetc. And my mum reaction "aiyaa....anak akuuuuuu.........!". =p

Okay enough. =p To dear friend yg baik hati, don't forget to take your umbrella dkt ofis. (>.<)
Tata. =)

Nota kaki: I hate this internet. Slowwwww!!!!

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