WHORE-LIDAY!

Yup. The final exam weeks is officially over! Whore-liday is here, y'all! Haha.. I was so excited to finish it off that I couldn't sleep, for 36 hours! That includes the time when I sat for my final paper. Crazy. I have never not sleeping, going to the final exam. I sound like a very studying hard student. Geez. 

Whatever. If i have to repeat, maybe it just a way for God to teach me something about life. 

Anyway, I started packing today. I have to because I'm no good at last minutes packing. While packing my stuff, the memory when I first packing my stuff back in 2008, the first semester as a Diploma student, flash in front of me. Funny. I called my sister just to teach me how to pack things. Haha.. I don't even know how to tied the boxes with ropes and stuff. Memory. :)

From this.. 

..to this.

Stuff that I need to leave here in Shah Alam. How am I going to bring all of these when I finish my study? Stress!

Stuff that I need to get rid off, if not they will keep on adding. 

p/s: Just checked my flight info. Its 4.25pm y'all. Not 2pm as I thought. Urgh. 

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