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we eat, we talk. its steambot.

listen to: none
currently: checking my old phone

we're having steambot today We? Yeayh! We. Me and my coursemate. OooKkkeyyyy... Coursemate seems quite distance here. Me and my FRIENDS who happen to be my coursemate. =)
Here's the thing, our group are quite small, 15 malay girls in our batch so we happen to be close with each other.

So, today we having a gathering. Makan2 celebrate our one and only senior fifth year yang sgt2 baek, rapat and been taking care of us since our 1st year. (not that senior laen tak care pd kitorg,its just happen this senior lg999x rapat). We're trying to give her memories of us being together, despite things that happen in this 2years, or things yang will happen later.

We make plans, but HE knows better.
We ask for what we want, but HE gives us what we need.
May ALLAH bless us always. Every each of us. Ameen.

Nota kaki: No photograph of today makan2. Told ya, i love pretty pictures but i don't do photography. (>.<)

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