i've been thinking what i'm gonna write here.. cause my brain is now fully packed with problems. Yesterday was quite miserable when i just knew that i've lost my wallet in the afternoon. cuai banar. I really think i misplaced it somewhere when i was about to commit zuhor prayer at the mosque, maybe when i was obluting. After zuhor prayer, i've checked my pockets, the wallet wasn't inside, but i didn't notice that i brought my wallet along. I realised it when I woke up from sleep at 430 in the afternoon. Went straight to the airport at first, then straight to the mosque where i lost my wallet. I've searched it in every corner of the mosque as possible, been asking the people inside, but.. the wallet couldn't be found.. so sad man!! really.. depressed.. 0.0'' it truly saddings me.. i'm screwed..
then rushed to the airport to attend our farewell meet, aleef is heading for manchester and will be back next year.. i think he is on his flight now to Dubai to transit. i hope he's doing just fine.. so long bro.. heheh. i just spent about 10 minutes in the airport, broke my fasting there, then rushed to Gadong, where my friends, Ross and Mallyanah, were waiting for me to have our sungkai together. We're lacking communication as my line was out of credits. shit. i got there, Mister Pizza, when they had finished eating, while i had lost my appetite to eat, though i was extremely hungry in the afternoon.
I went to police station to make a police report reference with ross after sending malyanah home. We had been in the police station for quite long. I lost 5 important items, my IC and ATM cards. So five reports to be taken as references to the banks and the immigration centre. Along with the five items, i have lost my precious things like pictures. :(
We decided to come over alep's house cause ross had something to tell him. Instead of staying at his house, we decided to bring him along to have sahur at sempurna restaurant in Rimba. we stayed there till 1 plus in the morning.

back at home at 145am.
been thinking positively...
