and i wonder if i ever crossed your mind.
for me it happens all the time.

it's the end of recess week. and what have i done?
driving. silat camp. silat friendly. study.
that's all i did? ): not even a single bit of fun factor to my week
(with the exception of camp! which was awesome really)
so actually technically Silat was my recess week.

well probably the best time i had during recess week was the night we spent talking till 2am. hahhaha. i cant remember what we were talking about but it left me with a warm fuzzy feeling being with great friends and laughing over the most ridiculous stuff like when someone stupid asks: what time does misteri jam dua belas start?! it probably the same feeling you'd have the night a patient who barely knows u have enough trust to tell you about his whole lifetime and the special memories he had in his life. you know? maybe you dont but hahaha, im a sucker for moments like these. crap im weird but everday should be spent like this. sigh.

oh well, back to reality, back to school: sleep, study, go for lecture, do tests and assignments, go for trainings and go home and repeat everything all over again. and now im back to my MIC notes. somebody kill me already! ):