Madrasah yesterday was awesome. The whole class was more kecoh than usual. Especially Hazwan, Syazwan and Danial, or as me and my friends like to call them, Matrep tak menjadi. hahas.

Studied Sejarah and Akhlak, if I aint wrong. And ustazah asked us to name at least one 'aim ulama' that we know ro heard of. Well, many of us didnt know any, so ustazah choose someone randomly to answer her question. Turns out she chose Syazwan. hahas.

Ustazah: Syazwan.
Syazwan: Oh, Ustad Ali
Ustazah: Tu dah meninggal kan?
Syazwan: Oh, ade eyh?! [insert shocked face]
Class: HAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!

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Today went to bedok for breakfast. Then went to whitesands to get some medicine for me and mom, and then went straight home, since both mom and I werent feeling too well.

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I knew this would happen again, sometime. We aint as close as we used to be. Maybe, it was always going to end up this way. If it does, i'll end up loosing every single person I used to trust, slowly. Ive seen the pattern, seen it rather too many times. It was always the same. Once we were great friends, there would surely be something that would tear us apart, something that would be ready to destroy a perfectly awesome friendship and turn us into strangers. I cant stand this anymore. It really sucks, dont you agree? There would always be pain, everytime some person decides to step out of my life. And each time, the pain doesnt fade. It keeps on building up, till I really have no more strength to keep it bottled up in myself. But people keep telling me to move on. Seriously speaking, Its really darn hard to do so. And I know the people who have been in my shoes would fully agree with me. ^^