Then the results of the acceptance to study at the institution is so long to get the reply and I am so nerve-wary because I REMEMBER like it was a yesterday that if I were to quit I should inform this matter to Sir in a month advance but I had not inform yet. Every time, I look at the office's door it made me feel like a marshmallow gone expired that had been eaten and caused the stomach to grumble horribly as if it was contain full of poisonous flurry hop-hop 'PRE-butterflies'.
My father had been transfered to Belait and time is like the pace of a caterpillar since it caused me to behave so unusual and weird at the office. Yesterday, it was a blast and strange and everyone was hectic and sir was bore because he sweep the floor, he watched a bit Indonesian drama, he read my newspaper, he was texting away while all of us were doing the 'repeated roundabout just no exit' routine. I should mentioned this, he read my newspaper twice and I am asking myself what was the point of mention this.
P.S I am still on the road of becoming a true muslimah and my heart is always remembering Allah and Nabi Muhammad.
P.P.S I had finally bought the 2 books of 'JALAN KEMULIAAN AHLI SUFI'.
