(Feb 19, 2008)
i miss those times in year one when the clique is not that big, when troubles seems too small for us to even bother, when we hog 3 tables at one go in the canteen, when we had too much time to kill, when we just go to the common place and sleep on the studio table, when people start to open up, when the silliest thing happen from day to day, when we don't need to worry about tomorrow, when we just have fun together with nothing to worry about, when school is just about seeing the same people everyday and when we just had fun together. i miss those times and i hope things didn't become this difficult and hard for everyone to get by.

warren reassured me that every single first 11 is secretly missing those times just that we don't say it out or express it out.

like what i've said before. seeing the year ones is like looking back, seeing the year threes are like looking to the future us. you see the transition there right in front of your eyes.


yumi's 17th birthday at jurong ice skating rink


first da pham chalet


one of the many sentosa trip


look at nick. 3d art fun exhibition


firework festival


random night in school and that teck chin!


using nick's lappy for photobooth session!


after p1


random photo in studio


haha. drawing essential


our very first own maze


killing time


comdi with lucinda


wig day


fiona's 18th


jacen's 17th










movieeee


shahul and froggy 18th bday


random shabu session at matt's




warren 19th


band concert


aidah's 18th


yumi's 18th




trip to och


jacen's 18th


halloween 08

by the time i finished uploading everything, gone is the emo.

the clique grew, the bond blew.

i can't wait for 21st. first 11 outing after so long. i would give up anything for that.




They can take tomorrow and the plans we made, they
can take the music that wel never play, all The
broken dreams, take everything, just take it away,
but they can never have yesterday, they Can take
the future that wel never know they can take the
places that we said we will go, all The broken
dreams take everything, just take it away, but
they can never have yesterday