And so i declare that attachment for year 1 is finally over. Oh ooo, i guess what people, i failed my sup. But chill chill, good thing is i promoted to year two, but i couldn't take 4 modules and my graduation will be 6 months more then the actual date. Yup yup, oh well, no point crying over spilled milk. Like what my mentor told me, its okeis as long as i never give up. Yup yup. With god will, i am able to pull this through and finsih my course.

So, its a bit emotional i guess. Separating from my attachment "kakis" and will only joined them in ward 51 on i-dunno-when-but-it-will-be-somewhere-in-september. And so my timetable is liek super duper different, but somehow, i kinda like it though, i finish school at about 5 the latest and on every wednesday, school starts at 9 for me. Hahahahax. I am able to wake up late each day i guess. But still, wait till the upcoming semester where i have to join in other groups for lessons, haiyoh. Hahahahx. Not complaining though.

Attachment at ward 57 is not as bad as what we expected after all. I seriously gonna miss najib, hell yeah. That crazy ass guy. Hahahahahax.

Moving on, i am so grateful that i am blissfully attach to my current boyfriend. Yup yup, okies, more then a boyfriend, he is like everything to me. My other half, my saviour, my best friend, my brother, my guidance, my lover, my boyfriend,my ......... and the list continue. Seriously, he helped me alot and he always been there for me, like alot. Somehow, he gives me the strength when i am at the lowest point in my life. And even if i make him angry, he still cares for me, and love me for the way i am. Basically, i love him so much, and i did the right move of giving my heart to him. And as much as i love him, i also do love his family. Ok, i know, all of you must be thiking why in the world i am typing this down, in my blog. I also dunno, its just the way i feel, and i miss boyffie alot actually. He came down with fever due to muscle ache since its been quite some time since my baby boy did some training. And like he says if everything went well, he will make me his wife, and seriously, i too wanna make him my husband. :)

Okie okeis, i move on okeis. My eyes are heavy but i just dun have the feel to sleep. Insomia? I guess so.

Anyhoo, i just stick a smaller version of "fleet anema" up my asshole. Like i had mother fucking constipation for like only-go-knows-when, and its killing me, at last, all the shit is out from my system. Thank goodness. Happy giler sak. Hahahax. Ok thats random.

Ok lar, bub byes people.

MUACKS!