"So you chickened out?" Well, a lot has changed since the last time I was here in KL. 5 months ago I came here with my luggage filled with assessment books, TYS-s, text books and homeworks. Today, my luggage is only filled with clothes. 5 months ago, talk to me about studying in KL after my Os and I'll get really excited and I'll tell you, "Hell yeah, I'm not gonna continue my studies in Spore"; and now, everything has changed. My dad asked me, "So how, excited bout studying here next year?" Silence. I haven't seen him in a while, I didn't want to break the ice by crushing what seemed like his dreams for me. But I gotta say, I wanted it for myself too. But now, 5 months past, what seemed to be my absolutes, I now question. Technically Ayah, I didn't chicken out, I just think I'm not prepared to be on my own. :)

Eavesdropped over a conversation between kids who were about 6 years old?- Kids these days have got moral codes that are so screwed up. Parents teach them to be friends with people basing on religion. Wow. Umm, ever heard of globalization? Whatever.

My dad has a personal website which he asked his trainee to set up for him, he just checked his facebook using my laptop, and I can tell he is disappointed that I'm reconsidering my options to further my studies. But I know he loves me. 5 months ago, I went into his room and I saw a post card pasted on his wadrobe- all of which lists his goals he wants to accomplish by the end of 09. Then, those goals seemed to be so far fetched, so impossible. And now when I asked him bout it, he said, he's as close to success as the year is drawing to an end. He is such an inspiration. He is hardly at home in Spore, but he inspires and motivates me. Through his eyes I see that what people think is impossible, is actually not. The only obstacle that hinders you from achieving what you truly want is your mental barrier. I love him.

It's been only a few hours here, the rush of nostalgia is so overwhelming. 5 months ago, I think I was a different person. I was sitting in my room envisioning my hostel life here in KL, and now, I'm sitting at the same spot, those visions don't seem to make me smile nor does it bring a gush of hypeness.

Like my mother always says, "You can plan whatever we want, but Allah will be the one who decides what's best for you."

:D I need an escapade. Like right now. You know you're back to square one of how you used to be when you stat getting chills down your spine, your stomach does that funny flip and your palms and feet get cold and stiff. de javu;

You know the feeling when someone makes you feel good even though you're having a bad hair day? The feeling of having butterflies fluttering in your stomach and blushed cheeks when someone stares at you? Point blank. When personality outshines visible flaws, that is true beauty.

the brush of the fingers. it's been a while;

Being under an internship has definitely opened my eyes to the real world beyond classroom boundaries. When you think teenage drama was the worst thing that could happen in your life, wait till you see office politics. But most of all, it's an experience I've always wanted; seeing life as it is without the radar of textbooks and multiple notes. School ended, marking the end to certain things and at the same time, beginning to some. Changes. That's just how life is. Inevitable. :D the game is on.

I cannot say this enough, but to the graduating cohort; SEE YOU AT THE FINISH LINE BITCHES!

P/S: Graduating marks the beginning of a new phase. Change.