I was absent from school today for waking up late. I'm only awake to Muhammad Firdaus sms saying he was on his way to camp. I dragged myself to Mama's room where I see Mama, who's holding on to her phone by which she saw me and said, "Dah bangun? Baru nak call nak kejut."

Our communication devices are very efficient isn't it? Our mothers don't have to walk over to our rooms just to wake us up. They can use their phones to give us calls which it did work on me, everytime. Cause I've been depending on phone alarm clock these years by which I'm used to wake up by my phone's ringing already.

Hazlinda gave me a call, co-incidently I wasn't in school, so we met up at my void deck and do a little bit of cathing-ups.









That very spot where we sat, it reminds me of Muhammad Firdaus. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. So much!

I can't wait for BKs reunion. Seriously.

Try again, make it perfect, make me worth it..