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The Moving Finger
The Writer, Publisher & Critic
Muhammad Hanif. 17! Current member of Fat Fighters. :)

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It Felt Good
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Today, yours truly, Luqman and Nabilah decided to play badmintion in the morning.

At first when I arrived at 8.30am, I got pissed because I saw no one, thinking that they left without me even though we've decided to play near Nabilah's house (The Saujana Court katakan). However, at 9.07, I saw Luqman at Siti's house and instantaneously, I felt revived and that the game will go on.

Here are some snap shots of Nabilah's beautiful neighbourhood, taken from their "Residential Corner", the ONLY corner that is abandoned and not occupied by the old folks of your block. Maybe they died, who'd knew?




Ok, so we had like an hour and a half of very tiring badminton except for Nabilah, who got tired so easily (fatigue from the heat ye, kesian Nabby bitch kite ni)

Went home and fetched my sis at 3pm to only return home witnessing two rats dead on two separate locations!!!
One by the rock
The other by the tree!!!


{ 8:28 PM }
The White Shores