
hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
title: an oLd skooL recollecTiON Walking down memory lane was of much merry. Seeing faces that once channel my life.Faces that once brought about triumph & those who brought about oppression. Not much might was needed to summon up those memories.Everything seemed to fall back into place the moment i stepped into my secondary school grounds. I swear that i completely miss my secondary school days.The awesome & candid classmates,the night classes,the canteen delicacies and the caring teachers.How i'd wish i could go on board a time machine and travel back through time. But that can never be possible.The past is still the past & tomorrow is a new beginning.=) I'm in love with today.Greetings with ex-sch mates (how much some of them have changed), mingling with ex teachers & simply hoping time would stay static. Then again, that doesn't happen.Morning becomes afternoon & soon after,my old school recollection ended.Devastated, but i'm proud to declare that i'm throughly entertained by the whole experience. ![]() Bestie,5 ![]() the sec1 love; My twenty-fours day didn't end there.Soon after, it was catching up time with fellow girlfriends;Syahirah,Najihah,Suhaila & Zarifah. Destination,Bugis.Minor shopping spree with beloved girlfriends. I'm down to my last penny for this month.Lucky though today marks the end of Aug.September is a new birth. I digested enough calories to last me for 3 days today. My efforts of losing weight might afterall, appear futile.[Btw Sya, i still think i put on more pounds than you so you shouldn't be worrying too much.=)] Next, came the cam-whoring session.Credits goes to Sya for contributing the footages on this post.The other renditions are still much awaited. ![]() Temptations from a box of Hello Panda! biscuits caught up with me. My current text, To kill a mocking bird is screaming for my attention but it shall only be entertained as of tomorrow. Frequent late nights and not listening my skin's warnings. Unwelcomed pimple guests, the never-be-gone eyebags. AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love, vinTage dreams |
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