Repressed Feeling Is Baddddddddd........

It was a beautiful day, nothing seems to be troubling at first. I woke up, take my bath, made myself a cup of coffee, pack my bags and finally started walking to class. Everything seems to be fine until a text message ruined it all, then the sun began to turn cloudy as if knowing troubles was coming. Ignoring it for a while seems to be the best idea.

The classes starts as usual, but somewhere deep in my heart, I felt worried and continued thinking ways to overcome the problem. After all the morning class ended, I decided to call my friend to talk about it and it seems that she is worried about the same thing too. After a long, well kind of, conversation, the problem seem to have been solved but still... some things was still missing. I decided to let it go for now.

Evening class started, I was so tired, I almost decided not to go at first but then I changed my mind. The class was hilarious as prank calls was the agenda, well, not so much as prank calls but a more academically speaking, prank calls if I can called it that. 

I returned to my hostel cheer and bright, absent-mindlessly forgetting my troubles away. As soon as I was just taking a step into my room, ring ring ring, my hand phone rang.

"Hello"

"What's up", I said.

"Something came up, there's a problem with the program"

"The power point slide is still incomplete", she said.

The conversation went on for a while and finally it ended. The news was a slap back to reality. 

Working my brains out to figured the best possible solution for it, I decided to visit my friend ' the tech wizard' to remedy my problem. He suggested a brilliant strategy and it seems for now, it is the best way to do it. Going back to my room, I felt a little calmer but still in complete angst.
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A girl and her guy was walking in a park

"Boy : Can I hold your hand?

"Girl  : No thanks, it's not heavy.

"Boy : ?????? 

Just an introduction to me, myself and I.

My name is Hafizan Harun, I am 23 years old going into 24 this year. I have 2 older brother, 1 little brother and a little sister. I come from Tawau and currently residing at UiTM student's hostel. My hobby is listening to music, any music is fine with me as long as the sounds feels right to me. 

When I was a kid my teacher asked me,"What do you want to be when you grow up?". Then I reply, I want to be a police officer. Today I ask myself that question again, what do I really want to be when I grow up? I never seem to get a straight answer for this. Nevertheless, sometimes what I'm doing right now seems okay but, is it? Never mind.

I'm getting sidetracked. That's it, this is me.

 

 

 

"If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments."