The Nameless Feeling

One:

I always find it difficult to make decision, knowing that I have to choose between dreams and self capability. All these while, I prefer dreams in the hope I’ll be a better Atikah.

And today, I doubt about it.

Two:

contains small pieces of papers about me.
(written by my classmate during the last class of Malay A1)

Picture- I cherished the hope that one day (probably  5 years later) I will open this box (should it be a bottle?)  while smiling and reminiscing  my good & bad time in KMB.

Three:

Yesterday was the last formal class we had in KMB, which indicates how close the IB Exam is.

Four:

I’m starting new.

Five:

Life is not about constantly worrying about something, it's about living. I seriously don't want to live with a constant fear over things that I shouldn't be fear of in the first place.

Six:

I’ve been meaning to update this blog but in certain things, I prefer to keep it as a recondite matters. My post this time is somehow ‘retarded’ because each paragraph doesn’t really relate to the one after it. Chronologically and historically unrelated at all. I just type what pops on my mind. A plethora of thoughts have been knocking, scratch that, bashing my mind to one point where I can't think properly.

Seven:

There’s still one more precious month in KMB. 

P/S: The will be the last. Not until June.