shizzles mizzles

It didnt take much for us to grow up (which we didnt) during sec skool - fun, laughter plus uber slenger-ness. And it didnt take much for me to remind myself of those times. It really is true wad they (whuever dey are) say; a picture says a thousand words (in dis case, even more than a thousand?).



Readers beware.




The next part to dis entry may contain sum hardcore [SLENGER] stuff. parental guidance MAY be advised. sheesh.










presenting to u the lil kiddies of 2/6 year 2002. i'd leave u pple to comment on dis.


*rolls eyes* take a closer look and u'll see
(1) moosey [FAT moosey- spot him! spot him!],

(2) our dear dear mr wong [who never run out of muny to give to us despite the fact dat we spent it on nonsensical things like plastic and balloons to make water bombs],

(3) my two dears: sara & ain [in case u cant spot dem, both of dem are in da frnt row trying to look all cutesy. haha!] and of course our

(4) mr communist, hafiz [he's in da 2nd row on da left.yes.da chubby one!]

(5) dun bother to spot me lahhh.... haha.


do birds shit? dis IS random isnt it?


ANIWAES.


dere's the orientation camp which we scared da shitnitz out of dose-kids-playing-poker at night. and in turn scared ourselves cos apparently sumone saw sumting. its not funny okays. i quote one of da member's werds dat night. "now now kids(refers to us, btw). deres smtg we learnt tonight. never scare other pple in da middle of da night. now keep cool and calm....WHERE IS DA NEAREST GODDAMN STAIRCASE?!" crazee bunch.

owel da pic shows da main organising commitee. oh yea. i still cudnt figure out WHY yusoff had to steal MY slippers wen he went for subuh prayers.



then deres syf. shall not elaborate much cos i tink we cudve done better. lol. but i dare say dat rs was pretty much colourful on dat day. dat was da last ever performance we had under cek pah. haih. pity she had to retire lah.


graduating year was lyke deeeee best. so many tings happened.



from racial harmony day....

to having a partner like him...
snoring , hitting da table, sneaking in food. its not a bad ting lah actually.


to having frens lyke dem to laugh and cry with.... (yes yes. those were da times we wore DAT checkered uniform.)


to building a haunted house for fiesta rs.....(daymn we were too busy to take pics)

to stupid games at playground....

to our own musical....


to the bestest-est-est-est raya outing i ever had. really....


and lastly, our prom nite. da nite which da guys cried. woots!







haih. dats dat. memories are all dats left. =)