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was browsing thru the old photo's in my storeroom.

and i came across a diary.

and started reading it.

it isnt mine btw.

and slowly i started remembering and recalling stuffs i nearly forgot.

in that particular diary,

i couldnt have counted the number of times my name actually appeared.

and yes.

i was very proud.

well then again.

i realised how much i miss the writer of this diary.

i do.

Siti AliJah Bte Ghazali.

i miss you very much.

the times when we talked on the phone everyday.

writing to each other in an orange book.

hanging out at ur house.

laughing over the smallest thing.

like how we manage to turn something simple to something funny.

spending recess together.

or after sch meeting up each other since we were'nt in the same class.

or storey btw.

or how we always overeact wen we see or talk abt the guys we like.

the times we went to watch the guys play soccer.

the time we watched spore vs indo at stadium.

if i had a bf back then,

he'll definately be jealous.

haha.

and then i started missing every other thing

besides her.

like i miss watching the ev guys play soccer.

kbox was their team name.

haha.

how everytime they had a match,

i nvr missed it depite having

2 ex on the same team.

(back then was 1)

i miss hanging out with them too.

like the holidays were we nvr came home.

or the times in sec 3 where they always come to my sch area.

just to hangout after my sch.

or the late nights conferencing on the fone.

or how ironic it was.

when smone ask any schmates of mine frm diff lvl,

and they dont even know me.

but the ev ppl will.

and the last time i remembered hanging out was during syaheed's 17.

i missed the es girls.

back then b4 they started to hate each other most of the time.

those hanging out at tmart aft sch.

miss farah amira bte omar.

esp those tution times.

i miss Siti Nurain Bte Md Salleh.

the times where we came to every silat trainings together.

the thought tt she was my first friend in pri 1.

the times when i always meet her under her blk so tt we cud go to sch together.

the gossips we had.

the stupid laughters.

and the fact tt i like to bully her.

i miss the guys.

where we stayed up infront of rais till morning.

where we actually ordered macd.

when we got town.

or arab st to sheesha.

the times when no one had any license yet.

till the time everyone did.

and even have their own vehicle already.

when they always love to go riding.

to the beach.

to the prp carpark.

to changi esp.

the times when they always had so much plans.

but only achieved one.

that was our outing to the zoo.

all the little thing abt them.

like how rais and an love looking at girls leg.

or how jar gagap.

or how fit always becomes the victim.

or how they love to spot each other mistakes till they have to save them in their hp.

back then b4 the grp got so big and drinking wasnt an everyday event 4 them.

see how much thing have really changed.

and we only start missing it whenn its "missing".

so lets cherish every moment of what we have now.

and nvr forget the past.

cos it shapes us to who we are right now.

and no matter what mistakes i've made along the way,

i'm glad it did.

cos i wouldt be what i am without them today.

i love myself.

so shud you.