Its the 2nd night to Aidilfitri. Instead of being in the comfort/home/bie's arms, here I am hearing azan Maghrib in Pandan Loop. The feeling? Horrible I tell you. I dont know how I'd survive in overseas. But like bie said, "bukannya mati apeeee!"

Talk about musafir di perantauan ofis.

Team not-so-Ferrari, lu boleh rilek sudah lah. aku tak paham kenapa korang2 ni bingai sangat-sangat.



I wont cry on pagi raya. I wont cry when beggggiiinnng on my knees for forgiveness. I wont cry. I wont. I musn't. Come on, let this year be something different, yeah?