Open up.

I have got to be the most ungrateful brat ever. I always hav things to complain about.
I wonder if its wise to even type it out here. In this blog. Wonder unwanted people reading such personal thoughts of mine.
But hey, Im entitle to my own views and opinions.

There are a few songs that brings me back to the good old days.
Like by listening to 'Amber' by 311, automatically brings me to term 3 of college.
Islamic studies! I'd be holding on to Ice's Ipod and have 'Amber', 'Love Song' & 'Separuh Nafas' on repeat.
I was never one of those people who would sleep or skip classes.
Nope.
I'd try my very best to attend classes tho it was as boring as Islamic studies.
Dont get me wrong. I have nothing against Islamic Studies.
But I just didnt see the significance of studying that.
Main contributor was the lecturer himself.
He gave notes in powerpoint form and only lectured what was written in the notes.
I mean, I could just read that.
I slept in his classes. And I was at the front row.
Boring class.
How glad that THAT is over.

I havent seen my college girlfriends in AGES.
Zara left M'sia for UK. Persuing her degree in London.
Cant recall which uni tho.
Havent seen Akila for over a year.
I am not exaggerating when I say I dont have time.
Ice is someone I see sometimes.
It simply means I only see her when she pays me a visit in fridays.

Dear blog,

Thank you for being so understanding. No one would even bother listening to my craps except you.
Heaven knows, I have alot of craps to let go.
When no one is available to talk, you'd be the perfect company.
Like now.
There's no one that I can talk to.
Nobody would understand.
Problems at work, who'd understand?
Problems at home, no one should know.
Too embarassing to tell.
Problems with Dean, who'd listen?

I dont know how to open up. I dont even know where or how to start.
Scared people would judge how I interprete my problems.