So today woke up in the morning to go for friday prayers.
I received messages from Fareez, he wanted to go for friday prayers too.
So i told him, who was he going with, and he replied me, no one, so i decided to go together.
Went to the mosque, niat suci, ingin berubah.
Tujuan, meningati Allah, menunaikan ape yg diwajibkn dan bersyukur buat segalanya.
To be honest, aku dah 4-5 bulan tak menetapkn kaki aku di masjid.
Biler aku jejak kaki aku di masjid, aku nk berubah. Menjadi org yg baek. Yg penyabar.
Yg bukan panas baran or panas badan or what-the-shit they call it.
Well, it soothe my feelings. Felt good. Then went bukit batok interchange to top-up my ezlink.
Brings me old memories. Okay, skip. Then decided to go to West Mall instead.
Bought some food from old chang kee and bought oreo banana.
It has been 3-4 months not eating any food from old chang kee.
The last time i ate there was with *******. Okay, skip. Then had some chat with Fareez.
Went to Taufiq's house after topping-up my ezlink.
Under his block, i told Fareez some memory me n her had together. Okay, skip.
Haris came later. It was just four of us. It was an eyesore for something.
It really hurts me. Deeply. But does ******* care for the-shit-my-feeling is?
And oh well, i know where i stand. So she doesn't seem to-care-a-shit for me.
Was pissed off. Really damn pissed off. Really. It sored my eyes.
Haii. No mood for the remaining hours of the day. F*ck right? Yeahh.
But i have to keep reminding myself, i'm a stranger to her.
Aku tkde pape ngn dier. Tapi, knape aku tersinggung ngn kater2 dier?
Hati aku dihiris oii. Hiris rabak sak. Dier tk phm aku ke?
Sakit oii! Mane nk cari ubat utk baikkan hati aku ni?
Haii. I hold on to my promise. Still holding on, tightly.
Ahhhh! Nape lah air mater aku melilir ni? Kay la. No mood sia.
If, one day, she text me, confessing to me that she loves and misses me.
Editted at 12:42 am, include pictures and words.
The Letters She Wrote To Me. The Wrist Band. Our Couple Ring.
The Sentosa Admission Card. Pastamania Receipt
How Could I Not Forget About What I Wrote During My Days In Pulau Ubin?
