So it is.

So it is.

I didn't get myself into National Service. That means, I am free for a 3-month long holiday.

But what could I do in that months of waiting for the result of so-called "where-do-you-go-in-the-future?"

I was a little abnoxious. I don't know whether I should be happy or not. I guess I didn't really care if I did get it or din't get it. It doesn't really matter because I already know what would happen over there as what I've been through for 2 years. That is, after I graduated from here. :)

What I was planning to do is that I'll try to get PPL (Private Pilot License) and try some jobs? Over somewhere? I don't wanna stuck inside home and sit down like a retired veteran who'd just got out from a war.

Time to plan I guess? Maybe. :)

Asyraf Amir. 2011.

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It's such a long time that I haven't write something out in this blog. I even forgot how to write because of such long hours of studying. Pfft. Such hard things makes you forget small things.

If words are too much to say.

If our world we live are too much on papers.

Such that has no difference.

Living off with a lie.

Living off with a barrier.

Between sadness and happiness.

Where time has given us.

But flows away like the river to the sea.

If I think of you.

I'll think of distance.

Because a smile is so precious.

That one day we cannot think of any kind of sorrow thoughts.

Blessed.

As long as happiness existed.

On the other side of the sea.

I am happy, even if I am alone.

Asyraf Amir. 2011.