"mulut orang perosok reputasi

pembunuh motivasi mereka pakar fabrikasi modifikasi di depan senyum

belakang dengki yang cemburu mungkin teman kita sendiri siapa tahu."

school is out. i can't believe two years had passed.

coming to ITE Bishan with my gray orange top accompanied by my use to be rambut kembang man with his favorite green polo-t is still so vivid in my mind.

the farther we go the more we'll get.

the more we get the more we'll learn

the more we learn the more we'll love

or sometimes, hate.

it is just a shame to me that sometimes i bump into foolish girls.

girls who mix pride and love together. they should know that they worth more than that and they should be proud of themselves.

not going around and make themselves look worthless.

because in my eyes they are very much precious, so priceless that they should show those idiotic men who they are messing with.

especially to certain people,

certain things can only be learnt through experience.

no point wasting your breath explaining to them

cos they won't understand.

and i certainly had learnt. i had learnt how to handle those type of people.

they are whom i call

"orang-orang cekek darah" aka "orang-orang tau nak test patience aku je"