change.

among all the words that existed, the one and only that i really despise is GOODBYE. im not good in saying good bye, in fact eventually the next day i'll be thinking the same thing, and the next 5 months (approximately) then only i can get over everything. i still remember sending shearlee to aussie, when she keep reminding everyone not to cry at all, yet, klia was flooded due to 5 other macho and buff guys slight into tears.

that was happened to me on the last day in my room. b2-3-9, any normal cfs students will never stayed in the same for the next 3 semesters, well at least two semesters, and next semesters probably trying to adapt with another stranger. that not happened to me and ifran, we've been in the SAME room, and SAME roomate, which is MUAH, for 3 semesters.
the only thing, that sad-ding was all the memories that i left overthere. its just so warm, warm enough to warm my face. i took around 2 hours to lay down on my bed and make sure im not gonna miss nilai at all. yeah, i've changed from one bed to another bed, and another bed, and the toilet, and the study room, my locker.. and everything that i've touched before.
its the same thing happened during my last day in school, i've touched everything, smile to my fren, and everything that i have to do. to make sure i dun miss anything.


well, im not really sure im gonna bid farewell to nilai yet, because result not yet to be issued, well at least i'm only have to re-sit instead of repeat. hopefully i pass.

i've been really lifeless for the past 5 days, been doing the same thing.
i plane to get a job and somehow i rasa mcm nak depan.
i guess just lying from my bed, and have fun reading all the stuff on internet.