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End of College of MARA Kulim

    Assalamualaikum and good morning. Today on counting is the 7th day before I end my study in College of MARA Kulim. I had gone through this before, but this is much more hurt because every day I woke up and I'm in college but after this no more. I woke up on my bed at home. The memories that I've created, the friends that I've bonded with, the tasks that I've managed all are nothing but memories now. Everyday this fragmentation of me leaving college is becoming whole. In the first few weeks, I could still remember what I've been saying to myself, "Just one crappy year and then it's done.". Now I've been saying to myself, "One crappy year had turned up well actually. I did great in one crappy year." If I shed tears, the tears would mean nothing because the fact of me leaving is still becoming a reality. In this moment, although I know my friends and teachers would not read this... but I would like to thank my teachers for their teachings and supports. I would like to thank my friends in the dormitory or in the classroom for sharing their happiness with me. Thanks to my cubemates Hedzrie ( Itik ) and Ejo for being there for me sometimes. Thanks to my cube neighbor, Faris Zol ( Bangkai ). Also, to my counselors, Teacher Fuzah, Teacher Fatin and Teacher Ila, for their supports of me being a PRD member and thanks to them I've managed and been through a lot this couple of days. Thanks to my PRD members too because of their friendship and supports. Thanks to the WooHaa! too. I will tell you guys the story of WooHaa! one day. Most of all thanks to my two dearest friends, Z and Ad. I love you guys so much. You've been there for me when I had a downfall and when I'm happy. You guys are my family. And again, I love you guys.

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