I am done with third year!

so so glad that everything falls into place as planned..

It is time to get ready for the next nightmare..
Working in Gamuda will definitely be one exciting experience to have..
A challenging one I suppose..

Another step ahead to being a graduate!..

Holidays? It doesnt seem near to me...

Last one to come 2moro~~!!

I can feel the critics coming already...

Yet, I want to get over all these asap!!

Solar Stirling Engine...

Sayonara~~~ 

Waking up 9 in the morning with a hang over is crazy....................

Final week of the third year....

This will probably be the longest week eva..
The final closure of the project... I am nothing but worry and worry...

A project which I have been dealing with for the past one year..
Good or bad...
Critics or appraisal..
Here they come..!

Live or die?
Lets do it..!

Oh my dear Almera...
I miss U man...
sigh.........

When I see ur "kawan-kawan" on the road,
I sakit hati la....ish ish...

So sorry putting u thru all these...
I will get u out of there VERY soon............

Sob sob......:(

I couldnt recall when I have started to plant the seed of hatred for her.

At first, it was a silent war.

Den goes an explosion of anger and expression. Thanks to alcohol.

Since then, we have nvr spoken to each other till now.

Nvr want to be under the same roof with her.

Nvr want to have meal on the same table.

Nvr want to see their faces around my visibility.

As time passes, it became a habit.

Whenever she is present, no one will see my existence around.

Dinner, gathering, celebration, etc.

The consequences that I have to bear is that,

I could no longer feel a part in this place.

Sometimes ppl around me wonder why do I enjoy my nightlife and not linger at home like a labelled "Master student"!

F*ck.... 

I dun have a home to return to! 

Yes. I need to be financially independent to get rid of all these.

Family?

Is it still in my dictionary?

Bullshit........................................!!!

It is a path that I have to use almost everyday..
An unavoidable memory replay...

The screeching stop, the shock, the aftermath....
Gosh~~

It has been haunting me everytime without fail when the place passed..
Susah betul la...:(

It wasnt a good labour day to celebrate..

:(