life was meant to be precious...and can never be replace...well mine life was a bit different...just now mustaqim make me feel bad...cause its been a long time that i have never went into that class...and i really missed them so much that every single day i almost cry...well except for one person...mustaqim...hate him...he told me that i'm not his classmate his anymore...and he told me to live the place...and my friends said that last time i was his classmate...and he was like so..??? and at that time i felt bad...cause what he say was true...right now i'm not his classmate...i'm just only his schoolmate...but the most forgetable thing is that maybe in the future...i might became he's classmate again....and oh my god!!! i hate him since sec1 he's like guy who like to disgrace people...what an unforgetful memories...oh well need to go and play something...before school's end...

chaos....