Mar 5, 2011
I look at them. Young and free. Remind me of my younger self. Am I a survivor or the casualty of war. Those days, it seems like the whole world is against me. I'm at the most fragile state. Thinking of it still make me smile. Because the problems seems small compare to what comes next. Still wondering how I study and survive that lembaga called SPM. THE DOG YEARS.