Doa Selamat 7/11/2011

Finally, after two consecutive years, the best routine is put to an end. No more driving home late at 10 p.m from Taman Rasa Sayang. No more breaking the dawn with empty stomach and heavy eyelids. No more high pitch voice urging the adrenaline to crawl beneath the vein. No more thick skin when being scolded. No more laugh and smiles and jokes to break the silence and emptiness. It's empty. And silent.

I'll miss the good memory of this.

Master and The Students

Students of 2010/2011 Classes

*click on the pictures for a clearer vision*

Urghh, I hate when the site almost ruin the quality in each pictures.
Look how the pixels are visible and as if the pictures are taken from newspaper.

p/s : Everything that left a meaning, is called as memory.