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Amalina, otherwise known as Lulu.
A female with Peterpan complex.
Still failing at life but YOLO.
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camp rock!
Sunday, May 31, 2009 | 0 comments
hey everyone, I'm back.huh,like anyone cares right? because I'm nobody and invisible person.and yeah,I realise it.

I should blog about this yesterday but I got so tired and ended up sleeping till morning.


(HERE!)

well,we went for one-day camping yesterday.actually,it's not really a camp, more to play time.
and I loooooove school trip with bus.so,the place is LEMBAH MANGGIS-don't ask me where,because I don't know either.



while doing poco-poco dance;fuzzy is the most energetic one! well, me? I'm failed to keep up the pace and it's so tiring.HAHA the weak lulu.gyabo. and I'm sweat a lot.


lepak lepak near the river while eating the ice cream. well, we wondered how the ice-cream uncle managed to go through the ...what is it in english?...ermm...ok,I don't know-jambatan gantung with his motorcycle cause the bridge looks like it ready to fall in any time.the uncle is really jjang eih.

waiting for the food to come.so,we don't have any activity for one hour.we just relax and ended up sleeping in the pondok with no tikar or anything.

after that,we play with balloon filled with water and throw it to everyone.then we jumped in the river.well,fazi and megu are my savior.without them,maybe I will follow the flow of the river and ended up in Singapore and meet with FT Island. :P huh,nonsense! the most difficult time is when we have to change our clothes.well, I should not talk about this.It's secret = =. lastly,giving prizes ceremony.

pictures pictures;HAHA we are not ourselves if we don't camwhored.



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