1. Don't beat up anybody in the halls 2. No Hard Feelings for Our Honest Feelings. 3. Pay tribute to Bob Ross; Locker 21
Principal M. Laksana Ashari, We Believe In You
Other Faces
Their Lockers
x Zahid
x Ain
x Fauziah
x Shaz
x Alicia
x Alexis
x Gadis
x Wahidah
x Dilah
x Post Secret
x WIYFC?
x Onomatopoeia
x Scrapiteria
x A Memory
Credits: The Artist At Work
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1. As said, image is done by abstra>art. 2. Base picture i started editing is from here 2. So there is no way you can sue me for picture/code ripping. 3. Textures are taken from 77words 4. Done Using Adobe Photoshop and Adobe Imageready 5. Music from Baidu.com
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The Noticeboard
That Familiar Face
Faces In The Halls
Megah 21.06.1989 twentyfour
1. had a huge Afro 2. passions lies in words of the theatre 3. getting his own apartment 4. believes in you.
He is no ordinary girl (because he ain't one).
A Camera, EC and Intimacy
Friday, March 21, 2008
Aah~
It's the long weekend but it isn't so much a long weekend for me though because I am in so much demand! Shit!
The video job just had to be like a week before I bump in and everything is crammed into the weekend, I got overbooked and Debbie from the SRT has been grilling me over FOH. Seriously speaking, its like child labor over there because I paid good money for training and I don't know if they realize that.
Anyway, I managed to cover that on Thursday because an angel called Cara came down to my aid and I owe her like my career soul to her and I should be on her beck and call for one favor that she might need from me. What a pal!
I had a dinner with my girlfriend as soon as I was done with the first day of the shoot and we both got lost spacing out on a slab of concrete in the middle of a field, watching cars go by and waving goodbye for no apparent reason.
The places she brings me, the things that we do... We'll just come to think, where the hell did we get all that energy for and perhaps we do not want that privilege to see each other as much as we want to. The secrecy is such a turn on and it tingles my sense just experiencing it.
It's effort earned and I love every moment of it all.
Stoned, I kissed her goodbye and her face stuck on to my image as I wander off home.
