Goodbye Busy Ramadhan.
^That is how it looks like.
The Terawih place under my granny's flat.
I simply love spending my night there mixing with the Grandfathers.
They give me advices that really make me ponder deep throughout the night.
^ My Lovelies. My Bestfriends.
I never get bored with them.
Neither does the boys get bored with "Syu" on Shad's tv screen that night.
yannow2 hahaha xD
^ This year is the first time that i managed to break fast at a number different Mosques in Singapore.
For the sake of the experience. The atmosphere.
The times spent with friends.
Wonderful.
^ & she made me get addicted to Bubbletea.
Ms. Flower was simply too shy to pose at the KOI Bubbletea store.
Thanks for the "Birthday" treat.
:)
^ the fact that i'm too busy with my schedule.
I simply miss my own normal life.
I just turned 17.
A year older would mean a better Syarif.
A much more matured young man.
Patience is still my choice.
Smile has always been my key.
& i thank everyone for their wishes & prayers for me.
I never knew an average guy like me means alot to all of you.
& that i am glad that at least, i'm "Somebody" in your hearts
:)
Ramadhan was everything to me.
It's like a huge wall that stands right in the middle of my path.
The wrong path that was leading me to all the bullshits that awaits me in the future.
I was running straight when i suddenly went "Smack" being knocked down by the wall.
Friends around me was trying all their best.
But it was now that i finally realised it on my own.
How Pathetic Syarif was.
How stupid Syarif was.
How naive Syarif was.
& How Cruel Syarif was towards himself.
For being TOO nice to someone else, but not himself.
Now, as i tend to have a glance of "those things" around me.
The feeling of disappointment and despair has slowly been overcomed by anger.
Angry towards myself.
What the heck was Syarif doing all these while, without realising everything way much earlier.
When EVERYONE thought that Syarif was doing VERY WELL.
When Syarif was FOREVER left with question marks.
& that suddenly he was pushed off from a helicopter without a parachute with him.
but still hoping that he could grow a pair of wings in mid-air before he reaches the ground.
How pathetic Syarif was.
^ If it's fake.
That's the reason why it's hard for me to smile this days.
& then people would concernly approach and ask,
" What's wrong Syarif? Are you Okay?"
As that clearly shows how jovial i've always been before this.
"Syarif, the guy with a smile."
So let's just say,
" To hell with the past. Today is always a busy day for me. & tomorrow is Hari Raya"
Happy Hari Raya Aidilfitri Everyone.
Forgive me for my wrong doings.
Enjoy Yourselves.
:)
