wordly wednesday

salam,

just coming back from jitra kedah. its a long journey but full of memories. alhamdulillah, i get what i want. it takes a whole day for a simple decision of 'go or not to go'. well, i need to consider everything from top to toe. friends, homework, time management, the long journey, choral speaking practice, lots of never ending discussions and most of everything. dats life. student's life. soon, when you get married, there will be more to consider. just imagine, the idea of going comes only 15 minutes before the minute of departure. gelabah. class ends at 4.30. after class, struggling to search for my dear broadband. i lost him. my sleeping partner. my loyal helper.hurm. dunno where else i should go. hurm, a miserable wednesday. i nearly lost my mind. dunno where else i should go. i'm not sure when is my last time holding it and where is the location. its my first time bringing my broadband to the class and see what happen. maybe, my broadband hates to be in the tiny smelly hot lecture hall. perhaps,  my broadband decides to run away alone without asking my permission first or maybe, my prince charming is now waiting for me to return the broadband. hurm, pray for me.

so, unic is cool. i didn't take any pictures at all as i just bring my camera but sadly it's run out of battery. same goes to my dear phone. hurm. banyak dugaan today. halfway throughout the journey, i did sms my sister but sadly she's at home enjoying his nighty night. my first intention of going there is to mengendap my sister but sadly she is so lazy to come to the nasyid concert. so far, their voice ( i mean the three singers) is truly natural. not a fake one. they don't need any voice filter yet their voice is still as beautiful as in their video clips. =)

gooddddddd. my three ringgit is worth.

bumped to few of my juniors back in sbpikp. they are newbies but still they're my juniors. proud of them. brave enough to volunteer themselves to sing in front of thousands of audience. proudly say out their target in spm and their ambitions. i miss my school years. when its time to leave the hall. my eyes can't stop searching for a memorable bus. glancing at them. wow, they look happy, they're just like me when i was in school. happy always and got nothing to worry.

dats it.=)