Assalamualaikum wbt...
As people are getting ready, washing their faces, brushing their teeth, taking the wudhu', preparing for the bed; I am here. Late at night. Staying up late, having a date with the laptop.
With the warm coffee accompanying me, smelling it can really make me stay awake for hours. Maybe days (nehhh,that's too much!). The aroma and the smooth foam. Aaahhh... pleasure! Like Harith Iskandar said :" Haluuuuusss...!"
I've always love the midnight ambiance that had always gave me the inspiration to write and write and write. My grammars are bad. My words are not bombastic and beautiful to be put in line with other well-written masterpiece. Not at all. But all of my words are sincere and straight from the heart. That's what matter the most.
Another thing about midnight, the night, the darkness or whatever that similar with it, it had always let me recall the memories that I have. Tonight.... the buddies are in my mind.
Those who have been with me in both of my good and bad times, seen me in the most miserable and ugliest look, been accompanying me eating my favourite nasi pattaya and teh tarik or neslo ice, constantly bear with my weird attitude and mood swings at times, and those who have always remind me to ignore other people thoughts, smile and move on.
Oh I miss lepak-lepak with them at restoran mamak during the class interval or at the foodcourt right after the class finished. Having fun eating together, sharing stories, making jokes, teasing each other without hurting any of us (though I had always be the one with the most sensitive heart,hee) and so much more.
Alaaa,seeeee.... recalling all of these make me miss them even more :'(
Hmm,ignore this feeling for just a little bit more. We'll be seeing each other again in a month time insya Allah. To all of you, please take a good care of yourself ya!
As people are getting ready, washing their faces, brushing their teeth, taking the wudhu', preparing for the bed; I am here. Late at night. Staying up late, having a date with the laptop.
With the warm coffee accompanying me, smelling it can really make me stay awake for hours. Maybe days (nehhh,that's too much!). The aroma and the smooth foam. Aaahhh... pleasure! Like Harith Iskandar said :" Haluuuuusss...!"
I've always love the midnight ambiance that had always gave me the inspiration to write and write and write. My grammars are bad. My words are not bombastic and beautiful to be put in line with other well-written masterpiece. Not at all. But all of my words are sincere and straight from the heart. That's what matter the most.
Another thing about midnight, the night, the darkness or whatever that similar with it, it had always let me recall the memories that I have. Tonight.... the buddies are in my mind.
Those who have been with me in both of my good and bad times, seen me in the most miserable and ugliest look, been accompanying me eating my favourite nasi pattaya and teh tarik or neslo ice, constantly bear with my weird attitude and mood swings at times, and those who have always remind me to ignore other people thoughts, smile and move on.
Oh I miss lepak-lepak with them at restoran mamak during the class interval or at the foodcourt right after the class finished. Having fun eating together, sharing stories, making jokes, teasing each other without hurting any of us (though I had always be the one with the most sensitive heart,hee) and so much more.
Alaaa,seeeee.... recalling all of these make me miss them even more :'(
Hmm,ignore this feeling for just a little bit more. We'll be seeing each other again in a month time insya Allah. To all of you, please take a good care of yourself ya!
