And so it’s gone.

Assalamualaikum.

Itu.

Itulah.

Yang kesayangan tu.

Dah.

Takde. 

       

T.T

So this is a story of my special sweet muweet mechanical pencil.

Apeeeee?!

Jangan sengih camtu la. Tampar kang -_-

Orang sedih ni. T.T

Pensel tu, pensel tekan. Pensel tu. Beli masa tingkatan 3. Banyakkkk sangat berjasa. Ujian, PMR, SPM, interview asasi, final exam asasi, UKM. Banyakkk jugak insan-insan tersayang yang share pensel tu dengan aku. Nampak tak betapa banyak kenangan kat situ? Nampak tak betapa pensel tu amat lah sentimental value nya terhadap saya? *sigh

Dulu. Masa asasi. Pernah hilang. Sebulan lebih kot. Padahal aku siap lekat nama lagi kat pensel tu. -_-

And for sebulan lebih tu jugak la aku pakai pensel kayu tu je. Tanak beli mechanical pensel yang lain. Tak best. Bila tulis rasa lain. Sobs sobs.

Rupanya Hafiz terambil. Dia pun tak sedar. Dah nak habis study baru dia nampak nama dekat pensel tu. Cetttt. 

Haritu pulak. Dalam 3 minggu lepas kot. Masa kelas Pembangunan Diri. Ada kerja kumpulan. And kami kena buat presentation.

Rafi pinjam. Pastu balik duk kalut2, tak mintak pun dari dia. Oh btw, kelas PD campur budak TESL, Sukan and Pendidikan Khas. So obviously aku tak kenal dia, taktau fb dia, taktau num dia. Kalau aku tahu konfem. konfemmmmm akan ku mintak saat itu jugak -_-

Tapi nasib baik, sistem UKM ni. Dia provide emel setiap student dlm kelas kita. So aku emel la dia. Tak balas pun. Grr! Bila dlm kelas pun *PD sekali seminggu ja, asal habis kelas, tak sempat nak pusing, eh eh dah lesap. Cis.

So Khamis lepas, kelas terakhir before final exam mula, aku sempat la cekup si Rafi ni ha. And I tanya dia, weh pensel aku mana? Pastu dia ckp, eh aku kasi dah la. Kat budak sebelah kau tu. Budak sebelah aku masa tu is Nupa.

And aku tanya Nupa. Nupa cakap,

I think I did see the pencil but bcos it has been awhile i dont have it with me anymore.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -_____-''

Okay.

Hilangggggggg.

Maka aku pun sedih.

The End. 

-.-

Forgive me.

Assalamualaikum.

How can I put these feeling in words? Hm.

I am sorry for not being myself. No more punctual Ain. No more dedicated Ain. Haih. I am terribly sorry.

I just let the emotion took me down.

Probably due to flood in Kuantan. Can’t help but worrying sick for the people out there.

Tanak cakap banyak pasal flood ni dulu. Just prayin’ for them. As for now we’ve lost two precious lives, harapnya jangan bertambah bilangan tu.

Sungguh aku risau.

Dengan semua di sana. Dengan college project papers, assignments, exam prep. Semua dah tak tersusun. 

Kuca lana belaka.

Yes.

I skipped classes. I was sick, and sometimes I did that intentionally. *bad Ain* -.-

My commitment for group works?

I just, I don’t know. Nasib budak2 ni tak mengamuk lagi. At least they still care. Oh, I am so glad to have these people around.  

I am sorry. So sorry. For these past weeks. For these few days.

This is just not me.

Sorry.

The Rain

Alone.

Sitting on the bench, holding breath.

Hardly,

Gasping for the air,

Longing for the memories.

It was raining.

And she closed her eyes.

Seen nothing but darkness.

Yet the dark was pleasant,

And so she smiled.

Calmly listened to the rain drops.

One. Two. Three. Four.
And there,

In blurry of the evening,

She caught a face.
Him.

Reaching out the hand.
Asking for chance,
He once had.

Oh the raining just about to stop.
It taught her well,
To embrace new rainbow.

And so she stands.
One. Two. Three. Four.
The tears has gone.
Away with the rain.

Ain.