Ard magrib, I received a call from my cuzz. He informed me dat dare was a kenduri fer my late fren. Gosh nak tak nak I went. I told myself I'm going fer him, it doesn't matter wat others think. My so called 'enemy', was dare. He teguh me when he saw me. I know in Islam we're not suppose to haf enemies amongst our brothers n sisters. I was sort of neutral when i was dare. Spoke only when spoken to...
Most of the time I was observing those ard me. All my 'frens' all engaged each on separate path yet all still da same.
I was like the odd one out. Far diff from da rest, once I was part of their circle now a total stranger. Obviously I'm expecting gossips from them, but who cares. To each their own.
I'm kinda excited to persue what I'm longed waited for, but I hafta get my parents restu no matter what it takes. My father had already given me a demoralising ans...
I have not started my work and I'm already exhausted. The headache has begun to pound. I guess I best get coffee n panadol ASAP! Time to WORK!!!
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