Friday, July 29, 2011

potty

I wrote a letter to HP once.
And got a Popular (bookstore) voucher in return.


I talked about Quidditch for the personal presentation we had to do for SPM.
Pn N asked whether it is a practical sport.
And I naively answered, Yes. If you have a broomstick.


My first HP book was, however, the second one, The Chamber of Secrets. 
One of the outlet where my money goes (even now, but, on Discworld series :P) can be seen on the shelves. :) HEEE~


Tottenham Court Road. 
London.


Somehow, those long distance buses at home keep on reminding me of the Knight Bus (speed, not safety). 


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19 years later 


Memories are there to help us remember who we were.
Some bring sadness, some bring hope.
And most of them, brought us to be thankful, thankful that things turned out that way.
Cause for our simple minds to imagine another, why, we may end up being very wrong, very lost. 
We live in the Now because of memories. 
The Now of striving to those dreams of the greater good. (Mine spells ETERNITY)
And lets reach an end where we can assure that all is well. 

1 comment:

liyana said...

sweet entry.

nora dear, ade di rumah kan. bila bolehjumpe ye? akak nk bagi kad jemputan. I really hope ur family could come. rest house ada disediakan :)

but of course

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