Syazwana’s parents threw a bash to commemorate her very colourful twentyfirst. We had alot of fun in between a whole load of power naps to make up for the even more eventful night before jumping on beds, cycling, screaming, wii-ing, chasing each other around the room, story telling. If you don’t already know, we converse by shouting at the top of our lungs every time we meet because the world stops for us. I swear we never grew out of our pleated dark blue pinafores and pigtails.
