when putra called [rather excited] for the graduating seniors photo,

distracted by my [rather] sunburnt nose/face and my 4 cameras,

[i was so busy deciding which one to use to take what photo]

suddenly it hit me that it is/will really be for the very last time.

last year, last chance.

you hear the seniors say it every year,

but it doesn't ever mean anything much,

until it's time that it comes out of your mouth.

it was bittersweet,

with some kind of weird aftertaste lingering in my mouth.

but i will miss you like crazy, eusoff.

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the part when he uses the public phone is adorable.