I miss Shaiful...miss his hugs n kisses.
He normally meet me before work or after work but he seems like tired these few days.
Probably draining out financaially too. Please, please get him a job soon...a proper stable job as an engineer or technician. Better even, it will be nice if he got accepted into NIE.

I lied today cos i really am tired of going out. Sheesh, its hard saying NO to my two frens but i am just in no mood to break their heart and also go out. I miss home and need to do many stuff. Been going out since the day i balik dari Umrah. Out w Shaiful for breakfast n movie. Followed by tagging along w Sharkeroo n Helda to do their errands til i decide to sleep-over at Shark's pl. Then balik rumah, a few hours and i am off to Bak Alwi from maghrib to isyak w Zareena. After dat, off for seafood at Chomp Chomp w Zareena, Iwan n Naz. Yummy stingray, lala, sambal sotong, fried squid and oyster sauced vege. Errr, i used Shai's money. Emergency apa. Then we chilled at Clarke Quay and had a lil conversation on wat confusion it is to drink n be praying ( i dont drink k). I told them wat i think, if u wanna worry of how things dont go hand in hand if u drink n after that u wanna pray...answer: u will never be progressive or bringing urself towards a better u. Like if u worry so much dat its not nice to pray since i still drink, u will never pray ur whole life and end up a worst person. So why think too much about ur bad deeds when u wanna do good? Dats my sense.

I have reasons for not publishing my blog online. Mother of all reason, why bother streaming this online only to get ppl perceive u diff fr wat u really feel. I wont want to offend ppl w my outspoken thots brazenly displayed here.

Dats it.