Seems like it was yesterday

When I saw your face

U told me how proud you were

But I walked away

If only I knew what I knew today

This song is filled in my ears. Why? That is because I am jogging with my headphone is on. Ugh. Such a day started with a sad song. Early in morning, of course, Saturday morning I went for a walk. It was the weekend because I am a student. Weekdays full of classes. I wanted to get fresh air outside. But it seems that I want to jog for a while. At last, I had reached to a place. It was a special place full with memories. Beautiful ones that I can’t forget although I had wanted to. It was a playground which my father always played with me. There were no tears, just laugh and smiles everywhere. Now, when I looked back into this memory, my sudden tears fall off. I really miss you, father. Really. Hoping that you were here that is impossible.

By the way, end of my sadness. My name is Qaseh. Well, I’m here in Kuala Lumpur. A big city in Malaysia. This city had no ends of people. There are always people busy going somewhere. No quietness whereby even at my house, there’s non-stop vehicles will pass our house. Not even people chatting at the restaurant for lay-park. Hehe. Sometimes, I even can hear their stories everyday. Don’t say that I am a stalker. Pleazzzzz. Sorry, a little bit. Hehe. The truth is the restaurant is just outside my house. So no wonder,right?

So, we still moving on. I had mom, Fauziah and grandma, Wok by my side. A little sister, named Sara and little brother, Danial. Still in Lower school. However, my story is not that great, okay. My grandma and my mother always had a fight that had no ends like traffic jam. She dislike my little sister because she was adopted. She always show her love to Danial because he is the real son of the marriage but he is crippled. My mom who is the one that protects Sara no matter how the fight will ends. I feel like I wanted to runaway. But it is not the right thing to do because no problem is solved by doing that. I pitied my mom also. She cried every night wondering how to survived with a little money left by late father. The car’s loan still had to be paid. Who’s gonna stayed by her side if I’m not there. So, I had to. Okay, just forget about my family. Too much trouble, but I loved them so much.

 Next, my best friends, Shina and Farouq. Shina is my neighbour. She is a little lumpy. Of course(lambat pick up). She is fat but cute. Her life is full with solution. Problems? Don’t bother. No problems can distract her except for one. She is easy to fall in love. I always advice her, if she finds a lover, get married, then what? The guy will left her. And then what? You know, she never had a problem. Although it is a problem,she cannot see it like it is a problem. Her answer is she will married again but the one which is much better. I just slap my forehead. Huh.

 Next one is Farouq. He is my classmates. He looks so great and feel like one. But it is otherwise. He always flirt with a beautiful girl and CRASHED. He had beated by her bf. I really hates him at first but he had a good heart, honest. The hobby is writing diary. I never asked him about it because it may be private. So, no, no, no. One day, as usuals, I had a breakfast early in the morning, then.………………………….

 Okay, that’s enough for my muqaddimah of stories, people in my life. Do not get frustrated, tomorrow will be continued and the starting of my story. Story of my life~~~ lalaa.. See you tomorrow. Thanks for reading.

 

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