4 years.
In relative to the age of the earth, that is like a comparison of the size of electrons to its distance from the neutron. If it is compared to other people however, whom I always meet at least once every two years, 4 years is quite a long time. A degree (him), numerous break-ups, a few raya's and countless name-calling-on-facebook, tomorrow I will meet my friend. I don't know whether I should shake his hands, ridicules his hairy hands or even punch his stomach first.
A friend once said, "Kalau aku perempuan, mesti aku tegur-tegur, cakap, "cantiknya hang la ni, makin lawa la hang. Eh dak, hang lagi lawa." Tapi memandangkan aku laki, aku cakap, "Weh, apa cer?""
Boys, right?
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| Me smilling like a spastic, sending Afiq(middle) of to Auckland, NZ. |
Responsible for two of his nicknames, deskmates in form 1, bergomol in form two and back being dorm-mate in the critical year of form 5, I think it's okay to say that we grew up together. The same environment. Now I wonder however, how much changes has happened, how much he grew (figuratively of course, since I know he is still that short). Guess I have to see.

Is that the only time you smiled like a spastic?
ReplyDeleteyes, that is the only time
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