I’m in the bus again, on the way back to campus, it seems that riding bus for 8 hours to reach a destination is no longer a problem to me. I’m worried, I’m scared, this is a brand new semester for me, but what I’m going to face is more than only the courses. Many things have changed! Kolej YAB had changed its name to Kolej Kediaman YAB; the arrangement of the table in the cafeteria had changed; some new faces are appearing in YAB now, everything is changing!
I’ve done many thing wrong, I’ve made a lot of mistake, but that doesn’t mean I have to stop there and cry for the guiltiness! We should never make promise when we’re happy, but somehow, people still did that. When we’re happy, everything in the present, past or future will be so sweet, interesting, exciting…etc. Sigh, my brain is empty, very empty, I can’t think of what to do!
Sweet memories always appear in my mind, but it failed to bring me to continue what I had have before, why?
When I saw the sea that day, I was deep in depression! It recall me those sweet memories I have on the beach. What more can I do? It isn’t as easy as what we think…
I have to blame myself, but in other hand, I try not to blame myself!
I always said “Sorry no cure!”
However, what I can say now beside sorry is sorry.
I’m Sorry! I’m sorry!