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Sunday, July 02, 2006
10:27
that day i brought my dowel stick to school, besides my shoe bag which i hung on my huge haversack. people were like staring at me. i felt like putting a sign on my dowel stick, 'stop staring at this or i'll poke you with this thing'.
the stares remind me of the day my cousins and i were walking with a tree branch which we found somewhere and casually picked it up and a group of men thought we were some gangsters ready for a fight.

i actually had initial plans to attend today's haflah but retreated at the last minute leaving liyana in disappointment. i'm also disappointed i din manage to be in the top 2 in sec1 level.

syf is over. it all ended just like that. all that long trainings = just 1/2h parade. the good news is - the tiring trainings are over. but i'll miss the nesvita. the free food. the laughter. and maybe hta? haha. wonder if we are still able to meet our fellow contingent mates; area 1-6. before leaving the stadium, i took a good look at it. this year's will be the last before it will be renovated.
from the 3rd row, we were moved to 4th. from the 1st rank, i was moved to 3rd. therefore, mum mistook the person in the 1st rank for me.
the sad thing was that i din get to watch the band performances.
on the way back from syf, something happened that makes me proud of my fellow primary school mates. lol. k nvm...this is random.