my school

i feel uncertain..either love or otherwise to my memories in smk seri bentong..byk gila sejarah kat sini..kat sini aku dapat rasa hidup aku mcm roda..skejap di atas..skejap di bawah..kadang ketawa mcm x igt dunia, kadang nangis bagai nak rak..kat sini aku pernah dibuli dan membuli..pernah dihina dan dipuji..thats why i said..i dont know how to express my feeling about this school..but one thing..i am really sure for myelf..sekolah ni mendidik aku menjadi manusia..dan bila aku kluar dr skolah ni..aku sedar something..segala dugaan dan kenangan kat skolah ni byk beri hikmah..people always said..everything that happens always have a reason..but maybe sooner or later we realize it.. stuju sangat pasai dh lama berlalu baru aku sedar..just imagine..bukan sume budak yg still muda n slama ni dok berkepit ngan parents n dok bandar tiba2 dok hostel..jauh dari family..ceruk hulu..hahaha...tp sbenarnye klu kite perhati..byk asrama dibuat jauh dari bandar..sume nye bb persekitaran bandar x sesuai utk didik budak2..sebab tu zaman dulu..penduduk arab yg duduk bandar htr anak diorg kat kg utk menyusu n dijaga..look! everything must have the reason,right? but i am glad i am from this school...truly..

time grad..from left..myelf,my bestie faridah n fathin

of course i am center..haha..downstairs is myself with my biology classmate

i want to show u guys some of my picture when i am a student..bit of different? hehe...