Skuad ku -Siri no. II-





-Est. since 2004-




S.M.K.S.S.A.A.S Seksyen 2, Shah Alam



~12th Of June 2010~
( *bukan 10th ker?? nape kat watikah 12th ek?? Mohon krim pencerah doink~)
MAF ROTU Commissionnin'
From left: 3 Cikelon( kan wak?? klu salah bgtau kat FB), 3 Maju, 3 Maju, 3 Jujur, 3 Jujur
From right: Kadet Remaja Sekolah, Persatuan Puteri Islam MALAYSIA, Kadet Remaja Sekolah, PKBM (L), Kadet Polis







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I knew her existence.
Who can ever forget.
At school canteen.

*laughin'

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And, 
PRAISE to HIM,
I get to know her,
Until this very moment.

#buddySHAHALAM, #buddyPTPERANG, #buddyTOILET(hutan), #buddyHUTAN(Intermediate)

#BESTbuddy

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What qualities I see 'IN' her?

#literallyHELPFUL, #literallyPATIENT, #literallyNOTPOYO, #literallyWISE, #literallyFAMILY-ORIENTED, #illiterallyCHOMEL, ...
 (many more and will be updated when I remember).


Our common?

*Well, there is another commoner alongside wif both of us, his name is Pengiran Muhammad Adil. Remember him? I still haven't write properly in his particular post, cos, my head feels so 'replete', whenever he pop out in my mind. But...yeah, the only differ the person of this post and Adil(nix wif ze family) is, Adil is 

#literallyCHOMEL.

That's all.

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So, what are the commons, similarities about us, three?

We have eight(8) siblings.
We are the fifth(5th) among ze siblings.
We have an ashkar(full/half/retired=based) daddy~
We are #4thBATCHrotuAIRFORCEuitmKOTASAMARAHAN.

*Sumthin' that peeps can see wif their eyes.

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So,


Who's that 'POKEMON'?


Her name is,

Tuan Auzan Binti Tuan Kamaludin

*p/s: Double 'D' or single??? Tell me tau!



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The real motive of makin' her, as the MAIN in this blog is,

regardin' her 

#literallyPATIENT

thingy.

As far as I knew, lived, remember,
There were only two(2) times,
She got angry.

Firstly, when her #seriSERAPIempat 'besties', Melati, mentioned bout money durin' the JACKET-tauliah-back-in-April(if not mistaken)-2010,

Secondly, when #5thBATCHrotuAIRFORCEuitmSHAHALAM's JUO, 'buat hal' durin' Latihan Pentauliahan PALAPES MALAYSIA 2010.

Both events, she really couldn't 'content', as she SCREAMED to both fellaS.

From there,

I learnt what is, 



"Dun mess around wif a #literallyPATIENT entity."



*Oh yeah, Adil was also like this, towards another #seriSERAPIfour folk, named, Aliya.

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Flaws?

Wut wif the flaws, when her POSITIVE qualities just 'overwhelming'?

I know I own an 'UGLY' heart, but I know, 



"Which is a DIAMOND, 
and what is a CRYSTAL, 
who else a GLASS."

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*Also, to always be wif FAMILY in no matter wut circumstances.

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"If OP Ghani Bin Sulaiman and OP Annuar Bin Musa is CLOSE,
Lt. Muda Nur Syazwani Binti Ghani PSSTUDM and Lt. Muda Tuan Auzan Binti Tuan Kamaludin is OPEN"

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*p/s:







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