day 1

ahhh. the first day of ramadhan
my friend's story really made my day. haha. kids nowadays
they do know how to express themselves well

thanx to my mokie, i have an issue to share
after all that 4 years i've been in upm, i never ever really feel i'm close with them
well, i'm close with a few of them, but not all
if compared to my mcmf gang

in a short word, i would rather have my convocation with them than my course mate
and i want to come on their graduation day to celebrate it with them
that's the friendship that i would offer because they give me more than i could possibly imagine in just 6 weeks

i believe that we were born with love not only from our parents, but grandparents and also our uncles and aunts who'd heard that we are finally been born after 9 months of waiting
after all such love that we had, we learn to share it with others
sharing the love with our friends, siblings and perhaps someone special
all this love rotates and recycle

what i want to talk about have nothing to do with love anyway
it is just that, sometimes when you thought that someone is your friend in need, it turns out that she is not
and you sometimes think that, when you help other and they may help you back
not necessarily actually
i think people will only help if they finds gain/s in them, yes, then they'll help

p/s: it's ok. it's ok.