Now I know.

Now I know, how it feels like to be one of the depressed people, and it feels goooooooooood!

Oh world.

I'm tired,
for everything,
either its good or bad,
I'm tired.
Enough is enough, somehow
all the feelings, the thought
I've to swallow it all, by myself.
Only Allah can help me now.
Please, give me strength, give me guidance.
Help me, o' Allah ='(

Ambulance.

I saw an ambulance, escorted by a dozen of motocycles. I wonder, those are probably the patient's friends and family.

Something across my mind. What if I was the patient ? What if, I'm the one who lays in the ambulance? Will the situation be like this ?

I wonder, the patient must be a good son/daughter and a good friend. As the time comes, he/she will be remembered as what he/she are.

If I was gone, will it be the same ? When people heard my name, what is the first thing that came across their mind ? Will I be remembered as what I am ? Hell yeah I would like to know that

Hachiko.

I wish, I can be like Hachiko, the faithful dog,
who accept Professor Ueno as what he are.
A good master, and as a best friend.
During Ueno's life, Hachiko greeted him everyday at Shibuya Station.
The routine coutinue until 1925, when his master did not return.
But! Hachiko still wait, for 9 years, despite the rain, the storm.
He waited, he believed, Ueno will come back.
Other commuters brought Hachiko foods to helps him during his "waiting" time.
But! Hachiko still loyal toward Ueno, although his master was gone.
Each day, Hachiko wait, and wait. Full of patient.
I wish I can be like that.

Encrypted 1*T3

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This is Shit.

Study, urghh
Somehow,  I'm not in the mood to study after berbuka and I don't know why.
Maybe I'm too full, or too tired. But I'm sure, I'm too lazy to study.

Oh Allah, please guide me, please give me strength and 

please forgive me.

It's almost 10pm, and I already sleepy. That's my problem. I'll slept early, hoping to wake up early so that I can study. BUT! The plans failed. =)

Could you imagine, from 11pm to 5.30am, then from 6-8 or 9. About 8 hours of sleep, and I'm still sleepy in my class. 

I don't know, how or why, what to do with my problems. 

I guess I'm going to start my habit, that I've left before. 

REDBULL!

hehe. 

The drinks do give me extra energy, but once I start it, I'm afraid I can't even stop. duhh

All I can do now, is ? 

Force myself ? 

YEA! I'll TRY to force myself to study. To Infinity and BeyondddD!

What's with the header ?

IT EXPLAIN EVERYTHING.

-that is because i'm sick. oh fever!-