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31.12.08

.Troubles.

KL, here I am again. Just for the New Year. Just for Annas. Well, not exactly. I came back, since I really need to enjoy the last weeks of Holiday, although, yeah, the Holiday's now over, and its back to Class, Assignment and all.


Being a PM, it seriously a Fucking Damn Tired job. But then, the memories are Sweet, way Sweet. Tapi, penat dye, x hengat. Huhu.


These last few days, I was real busy. No time for people. Sleep was pretty much limited. I just hope that the someone would understand. Out of all people.


If we are already in Love with Someone, would it be a Big Mistake if we were having sex with others?



Had the question being asked for me last year, I would say, "Hell, its just a sex. Not like it mean anything.". But then, a year has passed since. I met lots types of people. Involved in many kind of relations. Achieved lots of things. Things I would never even have imagined.


And thru the times, I learned that to be faithful is to stick with that person. But then, what if we are TOO sticking with them? Wouldn't it cause a problems?


And, a relations that being rushed, would it "cepatkan lagy proses pengClashan?", or so the said.


I dont know.

"It so Much Better to be Single", I have said once. I guess till now, I still believe that that's true. . .


And maybe, I wasn't to born to have any relation. Ever.

24.12.08

.Helping Hands.



Finally, after a while of not seeing any computer, (I am getting real pissed by the moment), well, finally here I am. In one of UiTM Malacca's computer.

And yeah, I can't really believed that I am doing all this thing. Becoming PM, and such. I thought of spending the last days at home, idling around. But then, well, I am doing this for the sake of my Mom. It turn out to be quite fun. Everbody's seem chilled and all.

Well, perkara paling dibenci adalah bangon bangon awal and tidoe lambat.
There's one time, the Speaker actually said that, he saw I was sleeping. God. Malu.

Still, there are, few things that really will make up for all the times spent here. I've decided to went back to KL. After all, I haven't gone to Dad's grave in a while. And a proper a Good-bye haven't been said. And yeah, I would really love to meet Annas, again.

Last Friday was a total drama. Drama in the Dancefloor sangat. PDA all over. And yea, I meet new friends.

Gosh, Falling In Love, all over again.

Just hope that, this time, it would be for real.

Another 7 days. Gowd. Wish me best Of luck. :)

21.12.08

.Dilemma.




The holiday is about to come to an end. Gosh. I hate it. The feeling you get when a holiday is about to be over. But, heck, I am not the only one.


Anyway, last two days, the HEP of UiTM Malacca called me. Regarding the “Pembantu Mahasiswa” post that I applied earlier. It was a bit of a really late last minutes notice, and frankly, I haven’t had enough of spending the days at home.


Of course, staying at house and idling around driving me nuts. But, it’s much fun, compared to the times at Malacca. No home works. No backstabbers. Less drama, (OK, that would be a lie, Malacca or KL the drama is just the same). But then, I don’t know, I planned to savour this last week with my friend.


I have juggling through the pros and cons. At least, some of it. And asked around people’s opinion about it. in return, I get some mixed answers, definitely not helping.


Staying Home at Lovely KL … or Become a Newbies Facilitator???


These are the Good Sides, of being a Facilitator, at least what I can list.

1. I can relive the moment when I was a freshies. (After all, it’s the December intake, just like when I got in).
2. There is some money being offered. (Not much, but then, some cash would be good).
3. I am quite afraid, had I turned down this opportunity, will it ever come again?
4. Of course, I’ll be doing some good deeds.
5. I have nothing better to do at my house anyway.

But then,

There are Appeals of Staying Home.

1. I get to spend another splendid, out-of-college week at my home-y house, of course. Nothing like it.
2. Outing with my dear friends, here.
3. Truthfully, I don’t really expect that I would get the offer, anyway.


All these, and add to it the fact that I don’t know much people there. What if, I turned to be out there, alone? Hmm. This thing really IS confusing. Oh, and quoting what the HEP said, “Pastikan anda ada di sana pada 21 Disember, pukul 2 petang. Bas akan bawa anda ke hotel di Tanjung Bidara.”

It will be this Sunday. Gosh. And I haven’t really decided. I’m not all THAT conscious about getting back. But, uhmm, I don’t know.

I suppose, after thinking, I do have Plan B. Which is, I joined the program for a week, and as soon as its Friday, I’ll board the bus home. And will be coming on 4th Jan. But then, that include money, of which I don’t really have. But staying there? Man!

Gosh. . .

I just, I don’t know what to do. I wish I didn’t pick up that damn phone.


p/s - as to when im posting this, I have already decided, due to mom's suggestion, that i'd be goin to Malacca tomorrow.

.Dilemma.



The holiday is about to come to an end. Gosh. I hate it. The feeling you get when a holiday is about to be over. But, heck, I am not the only one.


Anyway, last two days, the HEP of UiTM Malacca called me. Regarding the “Pembantu Mahasiswa” post that I applied earlier. It was a bit of a really late last minutes notice, and frankly, I haven’t had enough of spending the days at home.


Of course, staying at house and idling around driving me nuts. But, it’s much fun, compared to the times at Malacca. No home works. No backstabbers. Less drama, (OK, that would be a lie, Malacca or KL the drama is just the same). But then, I don’t know, I planned to savour this last week with my friend.


I have juggling through the pros and cons. At least, some of it. And asked around people’s opinion about it. in return, I get some mixed answers, definitely not helping.


Staying Home at Lovely KL … or Become a Newbies Facilitator???


These are the Good Sides, of being a Facilitator, at least what I can list.

1. I can relive the moment when I was a freshies. (After all, it’s the December intake, just like when I got in).
2. There is some money being offered. (Not much, but then, some cash would be good).
3. I am quite afraid, had I turned down this opportunity, will it ever come again?
4. Of course, I’ll be doing some good deeds.
5. I have nothing better to do at my house anyway.

But then,

There are Appeals of Staying Home.

1. I get to spend another splendid, out-of-college week at my home-y house, of course. Nothing like it.
2. Outing with my dear friends, here.
3. Truthfully, I don’t really expect that I would get the offer, anyway.


All these, and add to it the fact that I don’t know much people there. What if, I turned to be out there, alone? Hmm. This thing really IS confusing. Oh, and quoting what the HEP said, “Pastikan anda ada di sana pada 21 Disember, pukul 2 petang. Bas akan bawa anda ke hotel di Tanjung Bidara.”

It will be this Sunday. Gosh. And I haven’t really decided. I’m not all THAT conscious about getting back. But, uhmm, I don’t know.

I suppose, after thinking, I do have Plan B. Which is, I joined the program for a week, and as soon as its Friday, I’ll board the bus home. And will be coming on 4th Jan. But then, that include money, of which I don’t really have. But staying there? Man!

Gosh. . .

I just, I don’t know what to do. I wish I didn’t pick up that damn phone.


p/s - as to when im posting this, I have already decided, due to mom's suggestion, that i'd be goin to Malacca tomorrow.

17.12.08

Betacorp Reunion















. Air Assam McD's made my RAZ IDA NADIRA & I.



After not seeing my ex classmates, 4 BESTARI & 5 BESTARI (2005/2006) for a while now, I decided to went to the latest reunion, held on 14th December.
At first, I told myself that I wasn’t going. I don’t want to come, not unless, I had prove myself to be somebody. That I had my own transport and all. But, because of Ain, I came.


There was this Family Day at my mom’s workplace. I was feeling real guilt, since I decided not to go there. But then, I promised myself that I definitely go the next time it was held.


Anyway, the reunion went, well, quite boring at first. 10 am, at McD? Should’ve known better. But later, people stated to show up. And, Hazman came. I have been missing him since. And Raz, and Tika, and Afzan, and Fazilah, and Ain, and Dyla, and Fadhilah… well, lets just listed it.


The Lovely Girls of Betacorp



1. Afzan
2. Raz
3. Dyla
4. Fadhilah
5. Ayu
6. Tika
7. Ain
8. Fazilah


The Smoking Hot Guys of Betacorp



1. Ebal
2. Pa’an
3. Pi’ie
4. Sharir
5. Din
6. Pa’an Nizam
7. Fariq
8. Syafiq Izwan
9. Hazman
10. Acap, of course

Although not everybody comes, (ain’t all the reunion will see several people not coming in it?), the party went fine. We were talking, and catching up on the good old times. Gosh. I miss it, and I realized, I miss them. I don’t need to be someone else, because they knew me, as me. And forever will. Regardless the red hair and all…


The only boring thing is, well, we only spent the days at the McDonald. It was raining, so we count made our way to anywhere, pon.


They always say that pictures speak a thousand words. Well, let these speaks for themselves.


Oh, again, to all Betacorpian, I Love You Guys. We’ll just have to do this again any other time. And Thanks Bunch Ebal for the ride.

16.12.08

.Mel’s Birthday Bash.



.The Fabulous Party People.



.Acap & Fabulous Ari.



.Acap & Fabulous Alice.



.Mels with the Fabulous Gifts.


It took me a while to write this. Well, busy, at home. Haha.


Anyway, as I said, it is the BEST BDAY PARTY I ever had. Terbaek, The Greatest. Haha. I don’t know if anyone notices, but Kobby Fierce and I do contribute, at least part of it. It all start well, accidentally I saw Kobby onlining. And I already had this idea, of doing something at Mel’s party. So, we were brainstorming, and comes,


1. Accessories for the party
2. Gifts for Mel
3. Cakes

So, secretly, we met up a day before the party. Oh, the ite before, I was fighting my butt, and life, to ‘rempit’ and find the accessories. The ‘Feeewwitt’ thing, Alphabest and all. The next day, well, I met Kobby, and we bought the ‘Pop’ thing. (It would have been good if we could played it in the Karaoke room, but, sadly, we cant). Anyway, we went to Pavilion, and searched for the cake.


Zen seems nice, but then, it was RM 52. So, we made our way to Secret Recipe. What do you know? Its more expensive there. Back to Zen. Then, while we were finding gifts (more like Kobby finding the gift), we surprisingly, saw Chef Wan. I was way excited.


Anyway, as the night passed, it was 12 o clock. And I was at Mel’s. The way I planned it all the times before. And I sang ‘Happy BIRTHDAY TO You”, together with Fikri. Sigh. That’s the first drama. Apparently, he wanted to join in the fun, but Bad seems not too excited by it. I was torn apart, yet again. . .


The next day, after Friday prayer, I made my way to Mel’s. And presenting, Malaysia’s Next Top Mak Andam, Acap. Haha. We were dressing up, and I was working on my gift, at his house, using his own printer. Pathetic. And dramas of the day comes. Alice was late, and as we made our way, the streets were packed! But we made our way through.


And the room, it was huge. That’s when Kobby break it. That we had met te day before, and that we have few decorations to made. And slowly, here comes the guests. Ady, Chin and Ari were the first one to come.

That, followed by Azahar (yeay!). And then, came Alice, Putri and Shila. These girls were way cool. The party started, but frankly, I have been digging up the foods way before the party was officially started. Cant help it, since it was BUFET Bash a.k.a Eat ALL You Can Bash.



The rest, as they said, is history. We camwhore-ing, karaoke-ing, bitchy-ing, and having Fun. Yeah. It was fun. The foods was WAY Delicious. There was all sorts of cakes. Spaghettis. Rice. Chickens. Lobsters. Oysters. (Hint for Ari…Haha). And lots more. And here comes the cakes. And, Opening Presents Session. I’m quite glad, knowing I was part of this. The karaoke went to 11 o clock.



Oh, Ady’s voice really is tip top. As someone as said “Meleleh dah pon”.



Then, come the after party. Where the Real drama begun. Apparently, we were waiting for Danang who had a prom. And there were only two cars since Putri has left. So, while waiting, I saw the guy from Seremban, that I did mention in one of my blogs. And Fikri was pushing me. I thought of going to after party, (which happened to be at the club) with the crazy kids. But well, as always I accompanied Fikri. It wasn’t all bad. I saw Shah, which I had mention in blogs, too.


I was dancing like crazy. After so many months not being there, well, there I was. I met Fikri’s friends. Yoko, Shafiq, Ryan… And Mel left me. We get out from the club at three, and made our way to NZ. Fikri was, again, being Fikri, and I was, at Mel’s house, being Acap. It was a fucking tired day. But, definitely ONE OF THE BEST DAYS EVER.



P/s – at NZ, Mel, Kobby and Azahar all said the same things, that I should move over Annas. But I don’t know. The feeling was there. Sigh.

.Mel’s Birthday Bash.



It took me a while to write this. Well, busy, at home. Haha.


Anyway, as I said, it is the BEST BDAY PARTY I ever had. Terbaek, The Greatest. Haha. I don’t know if anyone notices, but Kobby Fierce and I do contribute, at least part of it. It all start well, accidentally I saw Kobby onlining. And I already had this idea, of doing something at Mel’s party. So, we were brainstorming, and comes,



1. Accessories for the party
2. Gifts for Mel
3. Cakes



So, secretly, we met up a day before the party. Oh, the ite before, I was fighting my butt, and life, to ‘rempit’ and find the accessories. The ‘Feeewwitt’ thing, Alphabest and all. The next day, well, I met Kobby, and we bought the ‘Pop’ thing. (It would have been good if we could played it in the Karaoke room, but, sadly, we cant). Anyway, we went to Pavilion, and searched for the cake.


Zen seems nice, but then, it was RM 52. So, we made our way to Secret Recipe. What do you know? Its more expensive there. Back to Zen. Then, while we were finding gifts (more like Kobby finding the gift), we surprisingly, saw Chef Wan. I was way excited.


Anyway, as the night passed, it was 12 o clock. And I was at Mel’s. The way I planned it all the times before. And I sang ‘Happy BIRTHDAY TO You”, together with Fikri. Sigh. That’s the first drama. Apparently, he wanted to join in the fun, but Bad seems not too excited by it. I was torn apart, yet again. . .


The next day, after Friday prayer, I made my way to Mel’s. And presenting, Malaysia’s Next Top Mak Andam, Acap. Haha. We were dressing up, and I was working on my gift, at his house, using his own printer. Pathetic. And dramas of the day comes. Alice was late, and as we made our way, the streets were packed! But we made our way through.


And the room, it was huge. That’s when Kobby break it. That we had met te day before, and that we have few decorations to made. And slowly, here comes the guests. Ady, Chin and Ari were the first one to come.

That, followed by Azahar (yeay!). And then, came Alice, Putri and Shila. These girls were way cool. The party started, but frankly, I have been digging up the foods way before the party was officially started. Cant help it, since it was BUFET Bash a.k.a Eat ALL You Can Bash.



The rest, as they said, is history. We camwhore-ing, karaoke-ing, bitchy-ing, and having Fun. Yeah. It was fun. The foods was WAY Delicious. There was all sorts of cakes. Spaghettis. Rice. Chickens. Lobsters. Oysters. (Hint for Ari…Haha). And lots more. And here comes the cakes. And, Opening Presents Session. I’m quite glad, knowing I was part of this. The karaoke went to 11 o clock.



Oh, Ady’s voice really is tip top. As someone as said “Meleleh dah pon”.



Then, come the after party. Where the Real drama begun. Apparently, we were waiting for Danang who had a prom. And there were only two cars since Putri has left. So, while waiting, I saw the guy from Seremban, that I did mention in one of my blogs. And Fikri was pushing me. I thought of going to after party, (which happened to be at the club) with the crazy kids. But well, as always I accompanied Fikri. It wasn’t all bad. I saw Shah, which I had mention in blogs, too.


I was dancing like crazy. After so many months not being there, well, there I was. I met Fikri’s friends. Yoko, Shafiq, Ryan… And Mel left me. We get out from the club at three, and made our way to NZ. Fikri was, again, being Fikri, and I was, at Mel’s house, being Acap. It was a fucking tired day. But, definitely ONE OF THE BEST DAYS EVER.



P/s – at NZ, Mel, Kobby and Azahar all said the same things, that I should move over Annas. But I don’t know. The feeling was there. Sigh.




14.12.08

.Happy Birthday Mels.

Well, what can i say, the headlines pretty much says it all.

My VERY, VERY, VERY BEST friend just turned 19 two days ago.

The best thing is, I was with him in the 11th December night, with Makhayam. and there we were, singing Happy Birthday to You, for him.

what went on the actual day, well, so Much More interesting.

but, since I am SOO Fucking Tired to tell, lets keep it to the next day.

again, to my VERY, VERY, VERY, VERY, VERY BEST BUDDY, happy 19th Birthday. May You Have All That You Asked For. And May Years Ahead Brings LOTS Of happiness to you.

Oh,and..

Since Badrul Muzammil is going to grade pretty soon, let us all wish him a Happy Graduation too. May He would be passing the Exams ( each and evry single one of them), with a flying, hell, SOARING Colour.

:)

the L.O.V.E part II

After much postponed dates, eventually, I met up with Zeus a.k.a Eby Khuzaer. Hurm, I was damn nervous, I thought will stop beating. But, upon meeting him, the nervousness subsided, a bit. My first impression, when I saw him was, well, he’s bit short than me.


But he’s quite good looking. Oh, and I noticed, the accent. He’s Malay alright, but something not quite right. And he kept talking in English, in his slow voice. Gosh. But, he seemed charming that way. just as the dates heat up, well, we went over to see his aunt. Very nice lady. Oh. And on-the-go one.


We only went to KLCC Park. And as it was raining, we went to dine at the road leading to Pavi. It was sweet. We even hold hand while eating sandwiches. And all the while, he was looking and admiring my eyes.


“You have very beautiful eyes. Those who cant see it because they are blind”.



I was like, OK. But, later the date turned well, to a horny site. We were making out at the Park. I don’t want it to, since it is our first date, (will there be others, well, lets see…), but don’t want to disappoint him.


As the date came to an end, I can tell we both want it not to. He keeps asking if he could crash in my house. I was like, no. and he invited me to his instead. as much as I wanted to, well, I promised my mom to be back home. And frankly, it’s our first date.


“NO SEX IN FIRST DATE”, they always said.


I don’t know if I am making the right choice. What about Anas? Hurm. God. It SOO much better to be single. Single AND Loving it.

9.12.08

.Minal 'Aidil Wal Fai'zin. part II

Its Raya, again.

This time around, its Aidiladha.

The time where we Sacrifice, not just for the COWS,GOATS... but also for everything.

Let Us All Be Blessed By Him.

Sacrifice for a Better Life, so that we can Be a Better Person.

Happy Aidiladha 1429 Hijrah.

:P

8.12.08

Rawang’s Experience








Referring to the headlines, well, I just recently spent some quality times, ( a week, to be frank), at Rawang, one of my best Friend’s, Fikri the Makhayam house. Just like I did, on last semester break. It was, well, bittersweet. It all started on 27 November. Fikri texted, and sad that he was coming. So there I was, waiting for him. While Mel has impatiently for me, as he has another plan to Mali’s.

It wasn’t till 12 something that Fikri came. It was raining. and there was Izzaty, the ‘girl that always trying to pretend to be guy, but cant since she doesn’t has any penis’, and this Pengkid. At that point, I know I am not going to like this. Well, Fikri drive us to Shah’s, another Pengkid like Izzaty, but a much nicer one. Now, it is not that I don’t like Pengkid. Hell, I even thought they as wonderful, and cute some times. But I knew Izzaty, and Shah. Long way back.

Anyway, that’s all that we done. And Fikri sent me home, with this crazy idea of him. ‘Jomlah pegi Rawang, dah lame x jumpe.’ And I got stuck, as I always did. And, next thing I knew, I was already fast asleep, and missing Subuh prayer, at his home in Ampang. The next day, I missed Friday’s prayer. No thanks to his mom.

And, what do you know? Fikri’s auntie came that Friday to Rawang, asking him to sleep at their home that Friday night. What can I do? I just had to follow. Though I didn’t really want to… the next day, we went to Times Square. To ‘support Ejat in OIAM audtion’, so to cover. Syikin wanted to see her new boy, and Fikri wanted to see his friends. And that lefts me, ‘left out’, again.

And straight from Times Square, Fikri’s auntie picked us up, straight to Rawang. Thought that we were coming back there. And I left my phone charger. Oh, wait a minute. How can I left it, if the auntie said herself, ‘Tak payahla bawak barang sume’. So, up till now, my chargers are still in Saujana Impian, cause of Fikri. Shit.

There always are silver lining beneath the dark clouds. In this case, well, I manage to buy a RM10 cardigan/sweatshirt and a belt (sadly, its ruin now). And her auntie took us to this cool Restaurant, with a ship in the middle of it. And a Western cuisine offered.

Only the next day, did Fikri started to bake cookies, the real reason I came to his home. And, as for Fikri’s promise to be back by Selasa, well, it’s a lie, as always. It is Khamis instead. Sigh. Spending the days at Rawang, well, it’s not all that good. Yes, I haven’t seen him in a long time. But I don’t know. Things just have not been the way it used to. Fikri got new friends. Mel, too. It’s good for them, since I was not here. But, I can not help but feeling a bit of jealousy. But people change, so do us, I guess.

Monday, it was rather sad, since we, (Fikri’s dad and I), came to Keramat, even drive through my flat. But just goes straight. I wondered how my brother was doing in his Accounting paper.

Anyway, things didn’t get any better. You know how after you spent too many times with someone, you get tired of them? Well, that’s exactly what happened to me, to us. And the fact that his parents keep to do this and that, well, it was overwhelming. And I was beginning to miss Chiko, my lovely laptop. I left him while he can’t even be turned on. He is OK now, though.

Finally, the visit comes to an end. Khamis, his parents send both of us, with dramas, of course. Fikri wanted to accompany me to Low Yat, but I just didn’t feel like having company. And he was just freaking jealous since Mel called. He has been that way, the whole week. I just, I don’t know. Will all people please stop being that way? I had friends, and I’m balancing it. Getting all jealous isn’t going to make it any better.

It was raining, Khamis. But, I was running, from KLCC, all the way to Low Yat. I was soaked. But, Chiko needed to be heal, so to speak.

In the night, Mel called. He just comes back from Mid Valley, with Kobby. And I accompany him, sending Kobby back to Wangsa Maju. Gosh. I missed him. Its been a week since that crazy days. And what do I know? I missed lots of things. And he went to Club, last Friday. As if that wasn’t enough, the next day was his parents’s Wedding Anniversary. It was sweet. And the cake’s tiramisu. And I was there. Such nuisance.

As bad as it sounds, there are great things in the whole week. Saturday, Awal Ashaari was taking escalator, just beside us. And I let it slips. Just like that. Knowing Fikri, he was like, ‘Kenapa nak ambil gambar dengan die? Bla, bla…’ Its artist, bitch! And the whole week, I was texting bot of Annas and Eby. I like them both. Both of whom I haven’t see. Annas seems interested in me, much. I don’t know.

Next semester break, I don’t know if I’m coming to Rawang still, or not. Let’s just wait and see now, shall we?

7.12.08

Fun and Enjoyment








Last week, and this week, has seen me taken a very well, relax mood. Been to some cool places. Spent times with new ‘Cool’ friends, and such.

Well, on my second weeks out of UiTM, at first, it was boring. And spending so MANY times at home, it finally get to me. Thought about working, but, well, after considering all of these, decided not to, instead…

1) I am SOO not in the mood for working.
2) It will only be for couple of weeks.
3) And, I guess, I just didn’t need the money, bad enough.

Thanks God, Mel comes to the rescue. Last weeks, (23 till 30 of November), I had my, what you can call, one of the best weeks ever. Wednesday, 26 November, however I must say, the very best day, and night, for that matter. I was rather bored. Suddenly Mel called and asked to accompany him for ‘lunch’. I was like, OK. Then, we’ll meet up with Kobby. And then there’s Danang. And then., there’s Rio. So there we were, at 3 0’clock, suddenly on our way to, on a VERY short notice, Mid Valley. Gosh.

But it was great. Although I did get that ‘left-out’ feeling nonetheless, it was fun. They made fun of me. But, best thing about it is, they sort of turn in into a joke. One that I can tolerate with. Hints for some people.

Introducing… star in the making, Siti Nurhalicap. Haha. The pictures wont be displayed, though. Then there was Azahar Abdullah. It felt good to see him, after one whole year. Not that we are really close. But, I don’t know. He is such a funny guy. Then, after much Walking, Camwhoring and Dissing (and of course, Scanning…Haha), we left Mid. Thought the crazy day is coming to an end. But, in a short while, I find myself packing things for a sleepover and heading over to Uptown. With Mel, and Kobby. It was raining, though. No thanks to these two kids who were singing, badly at Uptown.

And then, enter Ellis, and her friends. Mel’s T.A.R College mates. They were all COOL. Especially Ellis. Mel has talked about her several times. But, seeing her live, well, it just insane. She is loud, but seriously aa fun person to live with. Oh. And she even treat us to Shisha, right in Mali’s. My FIRST ever Shisha experience. And nothing I would like to change about it.

After a few, maybe more, act of sucking, the wors seems rather dizzy. And mom, I know I promised myself to be back for Subuh, but my head hurts, like it was going to explode.

We managed to come back to Mel’s, somehow alive, at 3 something in the morning. And as if that wasn’t enough, Kobby taught me how to dance. Now, put your Hands Up! Haha. He’s a great teacher.

But seriously, last Wednesday has been fun. I went to Mid Valley, Danau Kota, Mali’s. Big thanks go to Badrul, and Kobain.