guess what? i spent the day with her. hard to believe, eh?
sam was supposed to have his medical check-up today but the doctor was away so he decided to postpone it.
told me that he was going to check out his college. wanted to tag along, if he didn’t mind. if they didn’t mind. in the end, i tagged along. read this, i went with sam, raff, syamil and sarah.
was planning to go as in i follow their car because i was thinking of going to the tourism conference in the afternoon but they asked me to ride with them.
so first of all, we sent raff back to perak. only after that we headed to bukit beruntung to find the way to kolej komuniti.
we got so lost i think we actually toured that whole place alone but without being able to find the college.
tried asking syu for directions but she didn’t know. called daf and asked him. thank god there was daf.
so after going round in circles, we finally found the place, taman bunga raya, which was right near the bukit beruntung toll.
right… i ended up not going to the conference because i couldn’t make it back to shah alam before 1pm. not that i care so much about it. it was compulsory to attend the conference, but it’s not as if it’s going to affect my grades. so i didn’t really mind.
i was feeling so tired although it wasn’t me who was driving, because i haven’t been getting enough sleep for the past few weeks. as if anyone cares. anyway…
basically, nothing much happened. just sat in the car, staring outside the window, thinking of nothing, chatting with sam, syamil and sara, etc.
it was really akward and weird being in the same car with sarah. like, totally. seriously. because, just that other day, we were having this stupid arguement. which was like… i don’t know… dumb. and stupid. and bitchy too. both of us were like being so bitchy to each other. and know what? i was actually laughing while arguing with her at that time. because it was just so ridiculous. haha.
i’m still wondering whether or not she hates me. so what if she hates me. even if it might be disturbing to me for the fact that (if) she hates me, but i can’t hate her. i kind of don’t want to. why? simple. because i don’t want to be hated too. honestly.
tried to make a sincere conversation with her. was not faking it out. seriously. also wondering whether or not she was actually willing to speak to me.
i don’t care if people think i’m trying too hard to be nice to her or i’m being lame and pathetic or stupid or whatever. at least i’m being honest to myself. and to her. i was not pretending. if she can’t accept it, then i can do nothing about that. at least i try.
so anyway, we reached shah alam in the evening. hit the whatever thing it is you call it in english, urm, the tembok with my dad’s perdana. got the bumper scratched. damn. no one have noticed it. yet. hope no one notices it. now i’ll need to spend a few hundred ringgit next month to get it painted. stupid me.
life can be so weird and comical and dramatic and complicated and unbelievable. especially mine, at this stage. i think rather than being unhappy and unsatisfied with anything, i should be thankful that i’m still alive. at least i still get to live my life, no matter how bad it might be. and try to improve myself from time to time. i’m trying, you know… at least i try… god bless me…
