This is the last post I think.
When I was form 1. We were same classes. I studied in 1C and she was 3C. I still can remember that she came in our class and took the books with the PBSM uniform. 1st time I saw her, I would like to know her.
Form 2, what I still remembered was, that day was my Lompat Kijang competition. I hurt my leg but it's just a small wound. I went to toilet because I want to wash the wound, but Jie Er asked me to let PBSM washed. She helped me with her PBSM uniform again.
Every time when I was duty, she and her friends came into library and study during the recess time. And that time I knew her name is....
Yea right. I wanna know her. but she older than me and we were no point to know each other.
This year, I don't know why I will join the PBSM and attend the meeting. I sudden think that I wanna be a real PBSM.Yea, I know her this year.
What was happened in this year.... I don't wanna tell out.
But the truth is, I really really happy can know you as my senior or friend...
I really sorry about that day make your books and papers wet...
Let you terpaksa recopy it...
and didn't do well in the jualan or whatever, hope you can forgive me....
can noe who is that?!
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