Sun.

I'm tired of staring at the sun
Can’t stand the way you put my eyes so I can’t see
Stealing every breath I breathe

Lam lam got this for me from Canadaaaa.

Debra's crayon-ish colourful pen she bought from Hong Kong. Looked like some sorta lipstick-kinda-pen.

Candid shot. The day we had two essay papers on a Saturday.

Hahahah.

Fikri - Don't give up your M!

Me - M? For Mahruddin? (his dad's name)

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=D

Wake me up when September ends.

I realised something this morning. I was coming back from Mr.Goey's tuition that I had to go on Thursday, but it was Merdeka, so I went on the Friday morning's class. When my mum was driving home, I saw the sky, I saw the clouds. It's just so heavenly. The sky was brightly blue. The clouds were atmosphericly white. I'm glad the haze is gone.

Fikri was holding his 'M' made of styrafoam cause we were decorating our class - 2 Kiambang. He started saying "Don't give up your 'M'" (like the MTV commercial) to everyone he saw. The 3 of us were walking up the stairs up to the laluan kokurikulum and I started to say, "M? For? Mahruddin?". That's his dad's name. I didn't mean to tease him. We started laughing like nuts. Kinda high today. I mistaken my friend for another person, I didn't knew we had to pass up our English 2, I held my spoon in my left hand and my fork in my right one. I'm just so blur today.