I love pictures, simply because they do not change, even when the people in it, do. 

Two days ago, I dreamt I walked in to my form 5 classroom, 5 Azam.
I walked in, and Puan Hasnawiah asked, 'why are you late Caryn?'.
I just smiled and walked to my place, right beside Jiali and sat.
On my left, Pavitira was laughing as usual.
Juyi and Boonaun was talking and laughing loudly.
Malay girls around were giggling.
Everything seemed so real.
As if I was really there, except the fact that I'm not.

I guess its just how much I missed schooling life.
High school friends.
Stupid jokes we cracked all day, craps we talked and nonsense we do in class.
Although the school compound isn't as big as college and no words could describe how horrible the canteen food were.
But, it din't really matter so much.
Maybe because we were having fun?
Like real fun.
Now I really understand my parents' words when they said, 'schooling time is the best time of life'.
Sigh.

How I wish I could enter Form 5 once again and live through it once more.

How I wish.

College peeps.

These are the friendliest peeps that helped me throughout my 1 and a half year or torture.

They are ever willing to lend a hand :)

Although we have our own gang,

but we're always united :)

Although STPM has ended, but our friendship don't :)

The 11S2A we will never find anywhere again 

 -Mr Low