Tunjukkanlah aku satu bintang..

Lagu nie best sae.. Dari Sheila On 7, salah satu lagu feveret gue..

Aku nk jgk suroh aku nyer band main lagu nie, sedap siot..

Anyways, aku berada di dlm Woodland Library, pakai com dorang, entah camaner aku leh ingat balek password aku yg dah lamer aku luper. Haha.

Tadi kanchong cam nak mati, sampai dlm kul 9.30am, itupon ader org lebih kanchong darik aku, naseb baek aku dpt cop satu tempat. Byk org yg aku nmpk dulu. Haha. Yg dahulu aku kemudiankan jelah.

Jap agi aku kene jumpe abg aku. Dier kater nk blanja aku. Baguslah kalo begitu.

I got a few more topics to touch before i end my revision, then off to practise papers.
TYS dah cam bible aku.

Last Friday was a very nostalgic moment in my life. Its always the end of time when ppl start appreaciating others, when ppl start asking for forgiveness or etc. I was in near tears when Ms Sabariah cried in front of the class. But luckily, i cud control the storm in me. All the memories i spent in Anderson JC for the past 2 years came rushing like a pack of hungry dogs. We took pictures, and i eventually hadta be among the camwhores. My fans took their last pics of me, and off i went to Al Khair Mosque. Instead of taking a bus home, i walked. I nt sure why i did dat, but this song dat u guys are hearing was on my mp3 back then, and i suddenly did wad i did.

Coba kau tunjuk satu bintang..
Sbagai pedoman langkah kita..


Akanku ukir, satu kisah cinta kita
Dimana baik dan buruk, terangkum oleh indah
Akanku cerna semua karya cinta kita
dimana hitam dan putih terbalut hangat nya cinta..


Wish that it wud be as before. Where i wud write "karya's" of poems to you, and it really felt great, cuz i got to express my feelings. Now? All i got was a few poems of the world, about life ard me. Does that make me a changed person?

But yes, i shall cerna and ukir all the little things we had together, and perhaps, i shall make a poem of us. About how it all happen. A story begins, a story ends, like a chapter of a book. But i shall not end that poem, but, shall left it hanging, and perhaps, let time tell and people know hoe much i miss you and love you..

Always,
Hazlami.