It's raining. It's cooling. It's shady. It's greyish-brownish. What a perfect morning. My procrastination will lead me to a deeper ditch. My unexpected friends and acquaintances are all now having normal lives. They are now at where I wanted to be.

I must start now. Find my missing gadget and be serious.


Finally I got over ***. Their manja-ness is smothering.

Then I got reminded of my former ustaz, ustaz Hamrey when I heard the imam leading the solat. Omg. I love those moments when we(madrasah friends) prayed in the same musollah. And I still remember that my eyes would never fail to look out for U H in his white tops & tall songkok. very smart. very handsome. very leader-ing. He then led the pray. His voice and his moves are still in my head. He is so charming and charismatic.. but sayangnya. he's short( a litte bit taller than me) and petite