3rd day of raya : Woke up at 7 left for TTDI , had breakfast at pelita . And left for Ipoh at 9 . Arrived at around 12 . Went straight to the cemetary . Recited the yassin for my late great grandfather , which was nyangs husband and went to Natasha's house after that . Mama , papa , ki and I decided to go into the old abandoned house . Looking at all the old pictures , tears filled my eyes . Ya Allah its been atleast 2 years since I last came to this place . Sumpah rindu okayyy ! I still remember the old days , we would collect the rambutans from the tree infront . Makan Mee Mat something . But most of all , I miss playing with Natasha . Those were the days man , pagi sampai ke petang sometimes we played at my house sometimes hers . We took a few pictures from the house to bring home , I left my baby picture ther but took a photo of nyang . Mama took nyangs old mascara thingy that looked ancient . There were no ghost sightings Alhamdulillah . But , seriously the one place I can call my own kampung now gone . I feel so sad :/ . After visiting the house , we went back to Tasha's house . That girl hasnt changed one bit I'm surprised . Danial hasnt grown an inch pun . He was climbing the mango tree when I saw him -.-" . Had lunch , lepak lepak for awhile . Kampung food is the sex I swear . Tasha's mom makes the best laksa asam and some gulai I dont know whatsitcalled but it had mini lemons or something liddat . Things were a bit awkward between me and Tasha . Dah kata its been 2 years and plus , we''re both older now so yeah . But I know she's still the same ol' tasha . Oh did I tell you shes 12 ? :) HAHA . Oh Afdhal was there too , I wonder why we dont talk now *rubschin must be because we're older now . Haih why do people act differently when they grow older ?!
We used to play fire crackers together , now sepatah pun tak bercakap :( We went to a few houses after that and went back to our hotel . Went back to KL the next day and now here I am . I apologize for the rojak language HAHAHA k bye .
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