
Thursday, September 15, 2011
speaking=berBAHASA INGGERIS
The day was myhoneymoon day . I felt on the top of the world when going back to Pasir Gudang with her. First, We had decided this programme last week after raya. The fate was on our side . My friend and I asked Miss Ita to send us to Kota Tinggi then she agreed with us. She said that we must wait her at car park. After finished our class, we ran as fast as lighting to hostel to change our clothes. At 1420 hours, I walked to car park. Suddenly , I met mylovely girlfriend walking over me. She made a fantastic smile when and I said " Where are you going to ?" "to surau" she answered me. Then , I continued my step to Miss Ita's car that twenty meter from the place where I stood. During the way to Kota Tinggi, we had talking about our family. We took one hour to reach to new bus station. She arrived at the bus station soon. Not wasted the time, we entered a Causeway Link bus. First , I asked to the driver about the ticket's price. I felt very shocked when the driver scolded me. Then, I gave ten ringgits to the driver but he didn't returning the balances. My leg said that it wanted to kiss the cheek of the bus driver. I forced to control my emotion by staying back from the driver. Then, without my permission, my mouth said "UOYKCUF!" Around 1700 hours, we arrived at Larkin Bus Station. First , we decided to eat some food before went back to Pasir Gudang. After that, we entered a 224 bus.The bus started the journey at 1830 hours. Unfortunately, the road that we went through became congested. I turned my head to right and looked at her. Oh My GOD ! I realized that she was sleeping soundly. So , I felt bored and deciding to take a nap. We reached at Kompleks Pusat Bandar at 2100 hours. We walked around the complex before went back home. She called her mum but didn't get any answer. Then, she called her sister to tell that she had arrived at the complex. After that, I left her lonely and went back home. :DD Thank you my dear !
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