Ok, I know I get addicted to movie-going fast, so ya, gotta curb it.

Anyhoo, I dont know I have this strange feeling of confusion in my mind, whirling and whirling. Everything's happening, but Im here staying put. Even my mum thinks I'm weird.

And, I just realised I dont remember dates and names as good as I used to.

I'm not thinking straight. I think during this hols, despite of working and having fun and fasting, I will do something productive, like reading up the terjemah of Quran in English, just like EB.

My foundation of Malay is fine, but I prefer to read stuff in English. I wanna know what Im ngaji-ing all this while.

Damn, I missed studying Arab.

SLacking too much cuz Im too besotted in the evolving world.

Anw, I just realised something. I'm like a walking nomad in Bird Park, meaning to say, I dont really have a specific group of BEST friends. Instead, I hop from clique to clique and somehow, I'm happier this way.

It's like you give a bit of yourself to A, a bit of another to B, but none to anyone. It's not that I don't trust them, but knowing myself, I cant afford to have a lot of friends to mind about. I would rather have those few ones that I could confide in rather than a million of those whom I have to think of.

Ok, I'm practically blabbering.

Hah, I guess only Ahmad Naufal knows my perangai well. SIGHS.

And yes, I shouldnt be sighing here. In fact, I shouldnt complain too much.

Aright, I prefer to zip up my sighs.

Till here then, assalamualaikum.

8:50 PM