sometimes there are things that we wish we could never forget, memories that we wish we could hold in our hearts forever..because they are the only things that could never change when everything else does.but sometimes our memory fails us. then again when you don't remember, it won't hurt you for not remembering. i don't think i'm making sense anyway but yeah. like sometimes i forget my old friends. and then when they come to me i'll be like..do i know you? and it kinda hurts when you look into their sad faces...its like omg he/she knows me. we were friends. how can i not know this person kinda feeling. i'd feel the same way if it happens to me. life. the older you get, the nyanyoker u become. times up. gotta go. bubye.

 

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my sisters and her friends were playing happily in class..when they saw a tiny little "ball"..they didn't know what it was so they were curious..

one of them picked it up..and started smelling it.. "it smells nice" she said.
my sister was eager to smell it too..so she took it from her friend..

sis: i can't smell anything. i'm having flu. *tried a little bit harder than the rest.sniffed..and sniffed..and sniffed with all her heart* it's hard. like glass.
friends : gimme gimme
sis: wait...lemme smell..i want to smell too..

everyone was so curious they started pushing each other and trying to reach for the mysterious little ball from my sister's hand..suddenly "PLUP" the tiny ball broke..in the hands of my innocent little sister..everyone was in shock..until the teacher came and tego them. "what r u doing with that telur cicak??!!!"

oh kesian.my poor little sister's hand was already filled with euwy left overs of the telur cicak.

how smart.

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my dad sent my not-so-little sister to school (for her extra class) the other day..they arrived 15 minutes early..

sister : *opened the door*
papa : where r u going?
sister : class la
papa : stay here
sister :why?
papa : we'll wait til ur friends are here
sister : but my friend is just over there *points to friend outside of the car*
papa : that's a boy. there are no girls yet. stay here.
sister : ..okay..

kesian gile hahahahahaha

the next day..

we arrived at her school 15 minutes earlier.again.yes we're very punctual people *smiles prasanly*

papa parked.

sister : *opened the door*
papa : *stared at her*
sister : i'm going now k?
papa : *still staring*
me : keluarla!!!what r u waiting for? *laughing sarcastically*
sister : went out
papa : *looked at me*
me : what?
mama : what?
papa : we'll wait for her friends, then we'll leave
me : paaa...look tu kawan die tu
papa : that's a boy
mama : that's her friend
papa : *drove home*

oh he just loves us so much lol

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