Ishak Johari. 18 this year. 19 next year. 20 two years after. 21 three years.. Ah,you get the point.

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You might not remember this,friend,but I do.5 months ago you created the darkest period in my life.You made a toughnut cry.And you made me learn about hatred.
Yet here we are again.Meeting up just now as though it was yesterday.You are still beautiful,I noticed.But somehow,just somehow,I just don't feel the heat inside me anymore.
To tell you the truth,friend,I was deeply revolted by you.Five months ago you betrayed me when we were still what people call a couple.Yet there you were just now,asking me for forgiveness.Almost begging me for a reunion.

Don't get me wrong.I forgave you a couple of months ago.But,dear friend,what you are asking for is impossible.Which man dares to re-open his scars?What man would even dare to think of a troubled past?Everyone thinks forward,dear friend.And I'm thinking forward.To me,you are now just one of the few friends that I have.I swore when I finally decided to forgive you that my sympathy for you doesn't go anywhere beyond this line.

I remember once when I told you that I want to be a part of your life forever.And I still do want to.But only as someone you confide in and seek advice from,not someone you cry and laugh with.I'm sorry,but the Beautiful Stranger I once wrote poems to is no more.

You're normal once again.

-Ishak Johari during lunch @ IMM.

Today was good.I mean,yeah,something really bad happened,but details of it are un-publishable.After lunch I went to Hasanah for my Zohor prayers.Then joined the youths who had just finished camp kelakatu at the youth room.After that I did Asar before going back in before going out again,this time heading for home.Well I wanted to go home,but something inside me just doesn't want to.So I hung out at IMM,and I saw Aisyah Said from Irsyad and Qurcya who's ex-Irsyad.Oh,then I bumped into Shanti,Gombak United cheerleader.

Shanti: eh, you missed one bloody match already know!

Me:busy la chief.bt i still support Gombak one.

Shanti:then you better come tomorrow ah you!

Right.So tomorrow I'll be headed to Jurong West Stadium to watch my favourite team in action.Oh,and if Fazli Hanif is reading this,Shanti says she'll kill you too.Bad luck bro.Bought three cans of Coke in total while at Jurong Point.Good thing there's some running involved too for tomorrow.Reached home at about 7.45,did my Maghrib and then did some research for my bahas.That's all I think.

Happy Bloghopping!

Oh,and of all the people I expected to wake me up,I never dreamed it'll be you,Arfina.
Thank you.



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