some of my indian classmates
we moved from Unisel around 6.30pm and managed to get there by time. Ths is my 1st time getting there (somewhere in Kuang). It seems like an annual event to iftar together with my classmates. Once we get there, we are required to find table and its much easier as Hasif has reserved the place. this was the best part as we need to cook on our own. grab anything we want as long as "tak membazir". everyone was enjoying cooking with variety of secret recipe n then only we knew that most of us can cook including boys, but some of them keep coming to our table.. kekeke.
the whole classmates! :D
we went back to unisel and everybody was craving for ice cream. so, we bought them at PP and "lepaking" somewhere near library. again! everyone of us! weee~ those people were getting crazier, pity the camela man, Chan! hahah! ohh, 1 of the picture I have..
spot the difference!
with my babes!
ohh, I remember how the first few trials of wearing selendang, i didn't know how to 'belit' the selendang so that it doesn't move. I remember how I struggle to learn and the long process of trying to belit it nicely and like how people surrounding will have to bear with me. Im not choosy, picky, or anything sewaktu dengannye, but its just the matter of uncomfortable and not-so-use-to-it. taraaa..! finally, i made it! that shawl (as U can see in the picture) was given by my sister for my birthday. Because of her, Im now love to wear selendang very much.. :D
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