It was only 4 in the morning when my dad knocked my door. "Wake up! it's 4. 10 now." The silence of that morning was suddenly disturbed my that morning call, and my alarm call. It's the end of another year, when my house maid requests to return home for Christmas. I jolted out of bed, and straight to the bathroom. I soon grabbed my camera and started on the journey to the "Low Cost Carriage Terminal" My father dislikes going there for a few reasons, one: it looks quite like "pudu raya- Malaysia's busiest bus terminal" two, its really along way from home, a journey nigh onto one hour.
When we got home, we hit the sack right yo about 10 or 11, A really nice energy boosting nap.
The glowing street lights in the pitch dark morning.
Curvy lights at 6 in the morning. More red tailgate lights to be seen.
Some random flower in my potted garden.
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