another significant memory of my life... just came back from terengganu... to be more exact is im back from teluk ketapang... i dont noe why but i just love homestay very very much... i really miss the fun i had.. i miss the bikes i rode.. i miss my room.. i miss the scrumptious food... i miss hearing their accent when they speak... the most important of all... i miss Muhd Saiful Helmi!!! i miss him so much.. he's so cute!! when he laugh he looks damn cute with his dimples went deep... i really miss him... if only my voice could be heard frm singapore to terengganu.. i will shout out loud to him saying tat i miss him... i noe he miss me for when i asked him wether he is sad that im leaving for singapore.. he saed yes.. he is sad.... i do hate tat all good things will come to an end.. i dont want to return to singapore if possible... i feel like staying there forever.....
let me brief u wat i did during the whole trip...
the first night when we all reach our given homes... i took a bath first.. den i heard commotion outside the house.. went out and saw my friends... i decide to take a walk with them.. but den they left before i join them.. i decided to borrow my foster father's motorcycle to search for them.. den i saw danial.. i pillioned him and i rode within the village.. the second dae i rode a bike to the assembly hall which we call it dewan or balai raya... my friends were eager to try it when they saw me riding it... unfortunately..i met with an accident.. i brokedown at maximal speed...i have deep cuts on my left palm.. bruise on my arm.. big blue black on my right shin and i injured both of my knees.. but the accident dont curb me frm riding... im more eager the ride it... i thought tat no one saw me brokedown but cikgu azmi saw it... frm the thrid dae onwards no one is allowed to ride motorcycles anymore... so sad.... but nvm.. the scar marks will remind me this unforgetable trip as a souvenir.. the third day was scorching hot.. visited places of interest and went for shopping...then we return the next dae and i last saw saiful helmi was at the turtle farm...... that all for now.... tata!!~
if only i can seat beside u during the whole trip... im not satisfied for i only got to feel u for a short period of time... the miss i have for u is unbearable now... i love u siti suhanah... maybe forever....
let me brief u wat i did during the whole trip...
the first night when we all reach our given homes... i took a bath first.. den i heard commotion outside the house.. went out and saw my friends... i decide to take a walk with them.. but den they left before i join them.. i decided to borrow my foster father's motorcycle to search for them.. den i saw danial.. i pillioned him and i rode within the village.. the second dae i rode a bike to the assembly hall which we call it dewan or balai raya... my friends were eager to try it when they saw me riding it... unfortunately..i met with an accident.. i brokedown at maximal speed...i have deep cuts on my left palm.. bruise on my arm.. big blue black on my right shin and i injured both of my knees.. but the accident dont curb me frm riding... im more eager the ride it... i thought tat no one saw me brokedown but cikgu azmi saw it... frm the thrid dae onwards no one is allowed to ride motorcycles anymore... so sad.... but nvm.. the scar marks will remind me this unforgetable trip as a souvenir.. the third day was scorching hot.. visited places of interest and went for shopping...then we return the next dae and i last saw saiful helmi was at the turtle farm...... that all for now.... tata!!~
if only i can seat beside u during the whole trip... im not satisfied for i only got to feel u for a short period of time... the miss i have for u is unbearable now... i love u siti suhanah... maybe forever....


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