Overcoming fear

Assalamualaikum.

I drove a car. I was freaking drove that car just now. Oh oh oh I just cannot believe it.

Ha-ha-ha.

Tulah jadinya bila lesen ada tapi buat hiasan je dalam purse tu. Lel.

So the thing is, I was walking back to college with my friend when she realized that she left her purse at her college. Okay and we met her boyfriend (tuan punya kereta), at Chow Kit. Long story short, she handed me the keys and we went back to her college. I don’t know, the fear was there. But since it’s kinda emergency for her, I made up my mind and with her trust, the car started to moveeeeeeee. Hiks.

Those in UKM would know how terrible the road is. Lubang sana sini. Gelapnya lagi. I mean, it was almost midnight. And her college pulak tudia tinggi atas bukit. I feel even more proud now. Haha tahniah wahai Ain. :3

Alhamdulillah, we safely get back to her guy and syukur, kereta okay masih selamat. Manusia yang I bawa pun selamat, tak trauma sama sekali. Hehe.

Dah dapat drive dalam UKM ni, memang lepas ni kita praktis lagi lah. Kena rajin, kalau tak sia-sia je ada lesen. Tak gitu?

I learned one thing tau malam ni. I don’t need so many people around me. They know my point of weakness and somehow they make fun of it. I just need a right person, to believe in me so much that I started to believe in myself too. Thank you, for the trust and support given tonight.

**nanti ain dah master balik drive, ain bawak awak jenjalan ye. 

3

Assalamualaikum.

I don't know if I ever have issue with the number 3.
Should i call it a bliss
or perhaps a curse too.

No idea on that.

You know
I have met so many people in this road
(read : guys)

Out of all
I could give you 3 names.
Whom I met in 3 different phases of life.

And as usual, nothing last forever
We had, we still have and we would probably have (idk)
you-know-that-kind-of-thing

And somehow
pufff
Gone.

We said we need time.
We need space.

3 weeks for this guy.
3 months for this guy.
3 years for this guy.

3 different period of time
Which share one same story.

Of losing us.

And funny
How we somehow meet again,
at the very familiar road.

It is just that this time around
We no longer know
Who we are.

'94 kind of gift

Assalamualaikum.

…of October 1994 and November 1994,

we were born.

We have had our moments together. We even share the growing up memories.

So much in common, yet we are apart in distinctions.

You were the one who gave me those jajan.

The one who first taught me what chewing gum kinda taste of.

The one who always ajak me main tanah kat bawah rumah.

(tho ibu tak pernah kasi)

It’s only two of us.

The ’94 for Opah grandchildren.

Preety cool huh.

We share laugh, we shed tears.

We keep each other’s secrets.

Still remember holding me at my worst?

Thank you for that, really. :)

Despite of those differences found in us,

I just love you.

For who you are.

For who I am.

And for who we are.

Thank you.

....

ok la ok 

aku mengaku la

rindu kau

sikit.

heh.

Rindu? Mestilah.

Assalamualaikum.

So, Madi happened to ask me this one question,

"Ey, still with your blog?''

And that was the moment I think, oh ya, my blog.
My last post was like what, 7 months ago? Heh.

Rindu nak menaip lagi.
Nak letak cerita kat sini.

Serius.