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Soooooooooooooooooooo… I am the queen of surprises after all……………….. Stupidly that is.

If you read my last post, you’ll know that I went to Seremban to meet Pavi and her family. Not only that, I was attacked by her dog. Actually, I was attacked (being loudly barked by) by two dogs. Teddy was a darling compare to the other one. The first dog that attacked me was big, black and scary. Its bark gave me the chills and it was not chained! Like wth?! Who in the world leave that dog chainless?! I was freaking scared that it’ll jumped over the fence or something.

The dog’s name is Duke, or you can just call it ‘Daryl 2.0’

Why would you call it Daryl 2.0? Well, because I was freaking attacked by Pres’s dog! (My President’s name is Daryl)

Here’s the time line.


22 July 2017 – Midnight

I finished making his present! My Pres’s b’day is on the 24th of July and since he hates celebrating his birthday, I’m going to give his present earlier! Scheisse! I don’t have an outfit! What should I wear tomorrow?! I’m meeting two of my close friends’ families for the first time! First impression matters! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Then, Aqila came to the rescue~


22 July 2017 – 8:00 a.m.

Scheisse! I woke up late! Now I have to ride the ERL! Expensive!!!


22 July 2017 – 12:00 p.m.

Arrived at Serembaaaan!!! One hand holding Pres’s gift while the other was holding boxes of donuts for the two families.


22 July 2017 – 12:30 p.m.

Krik krik krik

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Why am I here again? Freaking hot! Where the hell is the Grab driver?! Wait, how can a driver come when I haven’t book a trip yet. Oh yeah, because Pres’s house is not in the freaking Grab system! Or so I thought. I misspelled them xD


22 July 2017 – 12:45 p.m.

On transit to Pres’s house~


22 July 2017 – 1:00 p.m.

Arrived~ How did I know which is his house? INSTINCT. Hahahaha xD Just kidding, NOT. Hahahahaha xD I didn’t even look at the house number to actually know which house was his. Strong instinct, remember. More like a stalker-ish friends with a creepy possessive attitude. (Sorry to all of my friends out there, you guys do know that I love you right. That’s why I’m a creep 😀 )

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

Oh how I wish it was like that! This was the scenario back then.

I got off the car, not bringing anything because I have a feeling that the house was empty. I asked the driver to wait, just in case. Because Duke was barking like no one else, even when I was still inside the car. DUKE CAN FREAKING SMELL NERVOUSNESS.

Duke: WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! RAAAAWR! WOOF! (a never-ending bark)

Me: Nice doggy, good doggy, pretty doggy, handsome doggy. Where are your owners?

Duke: (another never-ending bark)

Me: Hiiiii, I’m a nice person. Daryl knows me, I stick around him like a parasite. I’m pretty sure that my scents are all over him sometimes. Nice big black dog. Where’s everyone? Doggy? Pretty please, let me press that freaking doorbell which probably is non-existent because your barks are wow!

(took a step to the front)

Duke: *GROOWWWLSSS LOUDLY!*

Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (imagine Pres’s neighbor shocked by a whose-voice-is-louder competition between a human and a dog. Just kidding Pres, your neighborhood was empty back then)

Duke: B*tch! Get away from here, you little twat! Goooooooooooooooo!!! (I’m pretty sure that’s what Duke barked)

Me: (ran back inside the car and then called Pres, explaining the whole situation. He was in KL, due to his rugby tournament. So I told him that I’ll just leave the food for his family  because I bought quite a lot of food for both families. Guess what, his family was in KL too -___-)

It was a disaster. Duke won’t stop barking, my phone died, I can’t book another Grab (uncle Grab, you were so kind! Lending me your phone and all, love you lots! ❤ ) and I can’t contact Pavi. Alhamdulillah, by some sort of miracle, I survived.

——- Read about what happened after that here ——-

Okay, that’s that. I thought it was over. Oklah, I gave up. I’ll just give the present to Pres on Monday; his birthday.

Nevertheless, I love surprises. I told Pres that I’ll wait for him at KL Sentral because earlier, he said that he’s going back to Seremban (he hurts his head during the rugby tournament). So automatically, I thought that he’s going back to Seremban via KTM, which station is in KL Sentral.

Aaaaah… He was at his aunt’s house, with his family, who he will go back to Seremban with later that night. Asked him for the full address, look it up via Grab. RM 5.

“Ouh, RM5. Expensive. What public transportation can I use to go there? Eh wait! RM 5?! Pres!!! Wait for meeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Above were me talking to myself when checking out the Grab apps. ‘Packed’ my cousins and Pavi, shove them inside the car and go go!

After what it feels like ages, I finally found his aunt’s house. I told Pres to go out, but he didn’t believe me. I was talking loudly outside the house; through the phone. I guess my voice was too loud, Pres went outside while his mother and his aunt peeked through the door.

‘Who the heck is that person wearing all white standing outside the door?’ I’m pretty sure this went through their minds xD

Pres was shocked, a tad mad though, because he thought I came alone, at night. Then he saw Pavi and I explained to him that I came with my cousins, with one of them having the same reproductive system as he is.

Told him the reason why I came, gave him the present, went to get my things and sent my cousins back home because his mom/aunt invited us in.

I actually looked away (sending my cousins home) because Pres cried. Okay, I wasn’t planning on telling the world that he cried, but… He said, “Ouh, trust me. You will write about it and I will read it.”

Well Pres, you get what you asked *insert Allya’s cutest, most angelic smile*

After I sent my cousins away, Pres’s tears were no more; he calmed down. I was glad. I mean, I don’t want to create a scene at 10 p.m. (Allya can’t see her friends’ tears remember. Or she’ll agonized by crying hysterically)

Shook his mother’s hands, went inside the house. His dad, sister and uncle stood up. I don’t know why, but I always have this ‘business mode’ on whenever I’m nervous. I shook his family’s hands like I’m in a business meeting or something. A tad tense xD

Shook hands with his aunty who was in the kitchen; making drinks for two crazy girls. Sat on the dining table. Pavi was sitting next to Pres, while I sat in front of him. Were too nervous to calm to actually snapped a photo xD

Before I went to the kitchen, there’s this adorable little girl, blocking my way. I conversed with her for a while, but I think she was too shy to say things clearly. According to Pres’s dad, she’s the sunshine of the family. I agree on that!

Jenna/ Jena is an angel! Okay, I don’t know how to spell her name and I hate spelling people’s name wrong, so let’s just call her Angel.

After we (Pres, Pavi and I) sat on the dining table, Angel came and sat next to me. Since I love children, she’s a good distraction to calm my almost-came-out-from-my-ribcage-due-to-my-fast-heartbeat heart. Angel was an angel sent by God, just for me. She is literally a daughter that I wish I have. Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her.

Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her. Aamiin.

She’s aaaargh! No words! Too cute! And smart! And cheerful!

Truthfully, I was attached to her due to our similarities. I used to be like her when I was her age. Twin tails, cheeky, eyes full of mischievous gleam. I mean, she’s way calmer than me, but other than her lack of my super hyperness, she reminds me of my old self.

The two of us talked and talked. She said something about Pres being a monster while me being a princess. Aaaah… Sorry Pres, children are honest creatures. Angel sure knows how to smitten someone. She’ll grow into a very pretty and intelligent lady.

Writing this makes me teary somehow. Hiks, even though it was short, you left a deep impression on me, young lady. Hope we can meet again, but this time, Monster cannot come! Only princesses are allowed ❤ ❤ ❤ (poor Angel fell TT^TT she was jumping and slip on something, she hits her chin, my heart ache)

Back to my dear Pres, he was kept in the dark. We were all planning his surprise party that night (I’ll write about this later), hoping that he’ll he surprised on Monday. That’s why I was so busy typing, rather than ‘melayan’ his conversation with Pavi about their school friends.

It was late, Pavi and I had a train to catch. We bid our goodbyes, but this time I was not as tense; when I shook hands with his family members. Took photos, obviously.

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Arrived at KL Sentral right on time and voila~ Eeeeeeeeenddddddd~

The next post will be about Pavi, sleeping over at my house~

Tata~


P.S. Pres’s sister impressed me. I rarely find a woman, whose handshakes are as firm as her. I grew up in a family whose handshakes have to be firm, all the time; since young. So finding a woman, my age whose handshakes are as firm as mine; it makes me happy. At least it makes me feel less like a weirdo.

P.P.S. Note to self, always tell someone when you’re going to their house. You’re lucky that you didn’t ended up being a guard dog’s chew toy.

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BAD WEEK GONE?

This post was written after that BB and Lya incident, but I forgot to post it -_-“


Deep shit trouble, that’s what we’re in. Hoping that everything is over, but who knew that it’ll be the end of us as well.

A bump. I hope that is all. What this is all about. If it’s really ruined, I’ll ruin those two.

Laughter, anger, tears. Getting scolded, being lied to, embarrassed.

It’s been less than five months, but these people, I love them lots. Maybe not up to the point where I’ll die for them yet, but it was fast; less than a year and I am lonely without them.

Is it a sign? Maybe Allah didn’t want me to get hurt much, when I have to leave them. Or maybe, we’ll be closer than ever after this. Who knows. Life is a mystery after all.

That is all, tata.


Pffffft… Such a dramatic post. We’re okay now, btw. True, it may not be the same as before, but it’s fine. We’re fine. I don’t know whether we’re closer or not, but the bond will forever be there, insyaallah. If any of you break this bond or leave me, I’ll drag each one of you by the hair and lock you up somewhere. Ceh, said the person who’s leaving soon. Hypocrite.

What really happened

Is unknown, because I blacked out. Not passed out kinda blacked out; just I can’t remember things.

Known to my circle of friends and of course, my family; I have a low caffeine tolerance, especially when I didn’t get enough sleep. Drink lots of coffee/caffeine, didn’t sleep for at least two days and voila~ Allya will have no memories of what happened until a few weeks later.

Yesterday started out fine. Was wearing this adorable white blouse and white shawl, with my black jeans and white shoes, my gold bag and RM90 gold bottle as additional accessories. I wore that outfit because its new. I mean, I don’t wear white, makes me look fat; but my heart tells me to wear it. Hmmm… I kinda regret it tho, well maybe not so much. I think it was ‘Wear Your White Shirt Day’ yesterday. The campus was filled with people wearing white tops, or at least my batch mates. I matched with Pavi, Payel, Siti, Bella and the list is endless. Though I matched the most with Pres; the only difference was our jeans. I wore black while he wore blue. I guess we really are siblings, same outfit from head to toe xD

It was a fun day, everyone missed each other, we get to eat lunch together again (no more puasa), the class was rowdy with people shouting-talking to each other. It was freaking loud, up to the point where Payel and I wanted to sue our classmates during Law class.

Ate brunch with Payel and Razif. Tricked Razif the whole day (oh God, I need to write a post about this one. He is a darling!). Had a small talk with Nacchiya. Took photos with Pavi, Amy and Miss Fariza. Attending classes, figuring out which comes first, the sperm or human? Answering Payel’s genius questions, example, “What makes us human?”

It was a great day, but a horrible night. I ate lunch with Payel and Razif at the Chicken Rice Shop, inside Giant. Met BB and Lya (BB’s gf), then we went to Subang Empire; which Payel, Razif and I regret. Sorry not sorry BB and Lya.

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Let’s just say things got complicated, we screw up big time. Payel and I, or at least me, was scolded by Kink and got shoved off (until my finger bleed and my thumb nail broke. Like halloo! Kau nak bayar manicure aku ke? Mahal sis) by Pres. Almost tarnishing my clean record, suffering inside that smelly car, sending my friends to…………….

BLANK PERIOD

The last time I remember, I was begging Pres to come out from the hostel room. I stood there, in the boys hostel area, surrounded by boys, coaxing him to come down, quietly (by quiet I mean talking to him in my normal voice which of course can reached the second floor, because it’s Allya we’re talking about here and it was 10/11 ish at night, so yeah. The boys were looking at me like idiots from their windows) until Kink told me to shut up and there, blank.

My insomnia is back, why? I have no idea. So I haven’t got any decent sleep for a couple of days, straight. I was in my pilot mode, driven by the caffeine in my system. I’ve been drinking coffee since morning (black and strong kinda coffee, that’s why I don’t make coffee for my friends. That is also why, Payel is in charge to make the housemates coffee, because Kink almost threw up when he drank my coffee. PAHIT. Pres never said a word, but I’m pretty sure my coffee woke him up as well xD) and while we were at Subang Empire, I drank one shot of espresso.

Imagine what happened to me. My adrenaline were on high drive, haven’t eat since God knows when, lots of caffeine in my system, no sleeping. I was shaking and trembling, like those who are stoned. Technically I was high, on caffeine.

It happened a lot back in high school, tho thankfully, I don’t think I did anything bad this time. Usually, I’ll feel bad if I did crazy stunts the night before. This morning, I woke up fresh and fine from my deep slumber. I realized about the blank period after looking through my instastory. I can’t check my WhatsApp because I delete my WhatsApp every day.

I don’t remember what happened, but I think the problem has been solved. No authorities involved, Allya didn’t beat up someone nor did she raped anyone. Should be fine. Right?

Eeeeeeeeeeeeergh!!! Those who were there last night are still dead asleep! Aiyooo, what to do? I’ll just live my life then, I’ll remember it in a few weeks’ time. Though I gotta confirm something. I feel like someone kept kissing my cheek last night. I’m 101% sure it was Payel, but I don’t know. I mean, I’m sure it was Payel, it can’t be my other housemates. That’s just wrong xD Yup, I guess I became Payel’s teddy bear last night xD

That is all for today, tata~


P.S. Pres got a job! As a model! See Pres, I know you can be one. True it may be a pain in the arse, but nothing is easy in this world. Fighting!

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OMG OMG OMG! I did a photo shoot with a model before! Kyaaa!!! Number 1 fan!

Payel is a Mo… WHAAAT?!

Hi hi~

After writing the AGM post last night, I was looking for Payel’s blog. I was helping a friend of mine by giving her links to the blogs that I like. I forgot Payel’s blog URL, so I googled ‘Farafiqa blogspot.’

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My first thought when I saw the blog was, ‘Eik, she changed her blog layout.’

Then, I scroll down and a post shocked the hell out of me.

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I think I almost peed in my pants when I read the first two lines.

HA! PAYEL IS A MOTHER?! WHAT THE?! ASDFFGHJKLL! *insert the ‘Scream’ painting*

It took me a while to compose myself. I know, you may think that I’m stupid. Why do you believe that it’s Payel’s blog? Well, there’s a photo of the writer and she looks like Payel. That’s why, I THOUGHT that it was her blog. I was shocked shite Sherlock! After calming down and getting back my genius mind, I tried to recall Payel’s real blog.

Tadaaaaaa~ http://farafieyqa.blogspot.my/

I did memorized it after all.

To the owner of farafiqa.blogspot.my, do forgive me for posting your blog without your permission. I was just so amaze at how dumb I was. Hahahahahaha xD

That is all for my idiotic night xD

Tata~

P.S. Gonna do a PLL Season 7 MARATHOOOOOOON~ The final episode is tomorrow~ Kyaaaaaaaaa~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting (JUN SEM)

Hi hi~

Finally, the long waited post about Darevolution Annual Grand Meeting! I’m currently doing the laundry, am waiting for those dryers containing my clothes to stop spinning.

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The meeting was held on the 21st of June, Wednesday at Auditorium 1, Level 2, UNITAR International University, Tierra Crest, Kelana Jaya. It was attended by all UFS students, from semester 1 to semester 3; with some additional alumni and also lecturers.

It was a hectic day for me, you can see my schedule below.

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After successfully dividing myself, I arrived at the auditorium right on time and was told a shocking news. My dear semester 2 colleagues are dumb ass crazy. Okay that’s rude, but they deserve it. Well some of them. When they were asked about their not-inside-the-auditorium friends, they told us (Madam Farah and I) that everyone went back home.

Why? Well, according to semester 2, section 3 students, they were supposed to have Economy class that time, so Madam Farah gave them a green light to skip the meeting. Cunningly, some (basically 90%) sem 2 students took advantage of that and disappear into the thin air.

Idiotically, those section 3 students told us that Sir Man gave them the permission to skip his class (through WhatsApp) and join the AGM. Liars those creatures! Why did I call them liars? First, Sir Man don’t just let people skip his class (except me, because I’m a darling) and second, HE DO NOT GIVE OUT HIS PHONE NUMBER TO STUDENTS, so automatically, he didn’t inform anyone about him cancelling his class via WhatsApp. Madam Farah and I panicked. Halllllllloooo!!! This is Sir Man we’re talking about here! We do not want him to turn back into Pres’s semester batch mean old lecturer!

I went to his office with Ariff BB(because he’s from sem 2, section 3), panicking of course. I brought my homemade cookies as well, to tame the lion (jk, I gave out cookies to my lecturers and he was the last one I found) and fortunately, everything went well. BB was kinda shocked that it was as easy as pie.

Ehem, I have an announcement to make BB, I’m his adorable student; of course he loves me and is kind to me. *smiling like an angel while BB puked* Heck, Sir Man and I even talked and joked around together, with him being him, shipping me with a certain someone. Eeeeergh, him and Payel are the same. *exaggerated eye rolling*

That’s settled, we went down, bla bla bla. Madam Farah did the opening, Timun gave out instructions about the game, the students divided into groups and me being the person who was in-charge of the microphone, gila bayang all the waaaaaaaaaaay~

 

We kinda drag the game and were a tad late; starting the re-election. Bla bla bla, I have to become the MC for the election. Sitting casually on the stage, in front of 200+ students, staring at me. Gulp. Nervouse. Not. But I still drag Pres into it (more like begged him and attacked him with my round and cute and sparkling eyelashes-on-fleek eyes). He had Account class (from 8 a.m. – 3 p.m. I swore I saw his soul leaving his body) earlier and joined us a in the middle of the game. I was tooo into the game, menggila bayang, that I didn’t even realize his arrival.

Our last job as the President and Vice-president. Hiks. Sad.

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Aaaaaaaaaawh!!! We were so cute! Having a photoshoot session in front of them UFS students with Timun as our photographer. I guess we are currently the only Pres and VP who have this much chemistry xD

When they start nominating names, I was a tad sad when no one actually said my name, but when Payel and Kink were being nominated; hell, I was too giddy and excited. Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

The election for the president starts, and the result was a bit tempered by Pres

Payel became the Presideeeeeeeeeent with Kink as her VP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was soooooooo happy, I had to control myself. If it were just my housemates and I inside the hall, I would’ve jumped up and down, hugging, kissing, kicking, loving, smacking those two! Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, c’mon! Payel and Kink’s love story is waaaay more interesting that Brangelina’s one xD

Also, Pres and I were kinda shocked and flustered. Housemates aaaalll the waaaaaaaay~~~

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Taken right after the announcement

I COULD NOT BE ANY PROUDER! I am not even sad that I didn’t become the president.

Heck, I was quite sad when my mom prayed that I will not get any position, but I forgot about them all. It was amazingly funny and odd. I mean, what are the odds?! If I were to give up those two positions to anyone, it’ll be to them. They’ve been with us (Pres and I) throughout the whole ordeal. They saw us suffering, the sacrifices that we made. Those sleepless nights, endless reports, who knew that it’ll be their turn next. *evil laugh*

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#powerhousemates
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New Pres and VP ❤

So it seems like I’ve been writing for more than 20 minutes and my clothes are all dry up. Left the self-service laundry place and continue my OKBaby marathon that I’ve been neglecting this year while eating chocolate lava mug cake with this Indonesian syrup~

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I promised Kink that I’ll guide him thoroughly. He was scared shite, it’s not even cute. Don’t worry Kink, I don’t know about Pres, but I’ll help you out as much as I can. We’re not kinkies for no reason~

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Don’t worry, you’ll still laugh like me by the end of the semester 😉

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I know it’s weird, still addressing Daryl as Pres, but I’m used to name him as Pres in my blog; I guess I’ll continue with that.

I called Payel ‘Pres’ the other day. She was like, “Ew, that sounds so wrong!” Hahahahahaha xD I don’t know lah which part of it is wrong, but I get her. It feels weird xD

To my dear Payel and Kink,

I’m sure it was a surprise for you two, getting those positions (Kink yes. Payel, not so much) but trust me when I say that, insyaallah, you two have a great team this semester. You’ll both do great! I wrote a long arse essay for you two the other day, so yeah. Malas nak tulis lagi. Don’t ever think that I feel sad for not getting those positions! Don’t feel guilty! If it were other people, yeah, it’s a bit of a bummer, but you two are one of my closest friends in campus and I am very, extremely proud of you.

Payel, you’re amazing, gurl! You can handle this organization with gracefulness, geeraaaaand!

Kink, you’re not so bad yourself. You can do lots, but most importantly, take a good care and support your president.

Pres and I were known to be the President and the Vice-president with the most chemistry, I hope you guys will be the best pair in the history of Darevolution and I know you can! You guys are, after all, our predecessors. ❤ ❤ ❤

Love, ex-VP.

Hiks, this is sad. No more crazy meetings, no more skipping classes, no more calling dozens of people one by one, no more formal dressing up. Heck, I’ll still do those things. Charity run remember.

Though, there will be no more Pres and VP TT^TT

Pres posted this on his Instagram after the meeting. Hands down, it is the sweetest thing he ever done for me, in public. *cries tears and blood* I guess there will be no more sappy VP cry-calling in the middle of the night after this. I know you’ll miss that Pres, but sorry, our time is over *blowing my newly manicured nails* #VPyangsangatGILABAYANG Hahahahahahaha xD

 

 

Yeah, I know I wrote that essay looking thing, but the fact that he posted that for the world to see *happy tears all over the place, again*

I guess that was all for the AGM. Things happened afterwards, but let’s just say that it’s not important. I don’t want to talk about the bitter part, let’s just share the happy part, should we.

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From left to right. Ex-pres, ex-vp, Madam Farah (our advisor), President, Vice-president, Secretary

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The ex-vp and her ex-treasurer and ex-asst. treasurer. Ouh and there’s BB behind us.

 

Us, spamming Sir Erry’s new phone. Taking selfies in front of them students, again xD Marsha, Timun and I just love each other, we can’t even. HAHAHAHAHA XD

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The main attraction that day, TIIIIIIMUUUUUUUUUUN!!!!!!!! XD

I guess that is all for that meeting~

The last event and meeting, with my status as Darevolution, UFS’s Vice-president. Or not. Officially, Pres and I are still the president and the vice-president until July/August ish. Haks, so only the two of us are allowed to go to the presidential meetings, those official thingy and what not. Ceh.

Tata~