i'm missing you

"why you like that one?"

"because i'm like that lah."

tralala. end of pw. officially. officially. which means. no more frustration. no more arguments. no more crazy tight deadlines. no more delaying outings. no more wrinkles. no more seclusion. no more tears. no more worries. except, for results. poo.

went to school to submit i&r. (now i can finally breathe) i think marcus secretly wants to be a traceur. don't ask why. but if you see him jumping around the school the way he does, i think he's on his way to become a traceur. ah sheesh. i've got dry skin. from all the stress of pw. and i think i'm coming down with the flu soon. poo.

here's to pictures


the nerd in us. even her.


marcus says photographs steal his soul. he's pretty much alive now. and he left his mark everywhere.

on people...

(poor amanda)


... and even school property


very good great company indeed. sorry.

i remember in sec 3, cikgu ahmad (even though i really hated him because he was naggy) once played p. ramlee's getaran jiwa and the whole class was actually interested and we were quiet because we really loved that song. of course, it was p. ramlee who sang it. he wrote it. that was the only plus point in sec 3. other than ytutsam (hurhur. it's mastuty) she is a really lovely lady who always tried to cheer us up in sec 3 and told us inspiring stories when we were in sec 4 to make sure we worked hard for o's. like a big sister. (she was only 27 last year) pgl, that peribahasa game that we played to fight like small kids over some childish sweets, dumb bahas. (it was cut along alliances) i remember this time last year, we were cuckoo kids mugging for o's. and freezing in front of the aircon. and yet, we still had time for crushes and conflicts. funny how things change over a year.

that's all. your group mates are always a great source of hugs. it's true. love lots.

listen to nada surf's happy kid and sigur ros' gong. feelgood music.