Hannan is a boy. He is my class monitor. Can say that he is the life of our class especially our team. This was proven yesterday. If he dies ( this is just a hiperbola ) everyone dies with him too. He is smart. Am i smart too? hahaha. If you read his name from the back it will sound something like nanah as in bernanah but this has got nothing to do with him. I think he will get angry after reading this post but WHATEVERLAH!! Yesterday something happened, but i can’t say because we have sworn over it, not about the incident but about our play. Hannan was the big thing in the happened thing and he was very sad ( i don’t know, i guess so) and then everyone followed his mood. Then some changes need to be made because of this accident but i have no problem at all. actually i think none of us have any problem with it at all.So hannan no need to feel so bad about it, in fact no need to feel bad at all.but he is feeling bad now. Wanna know why? Hannan is a special boy. Actually i never thought of writing this in my blog but because he requested it so i write lor. what to do eh? but i guess he was suspecting something else HAHAHA. he thinks that i am that bad..( crying ).. anyway knowing him since form four is a really great pleasure and i think after form five i won’t be able to meet any of my beloved malay friends and even Narbatha because we will be going on our own ways. I will miss them especially friends from my primary school who are still with me, my form 3I friends ( very special friends, all of the students from 3I were people i have never expected to meet- so friendly and nice!!), form 4B ( mixture of ex3I students and the arabian class students whom are very interesting as it was my first time being able to be in the same class with them) and lastly my current class 5A ( who are all so polite and very funny ). A REALLY GREAT PLEASURE TO MEET SUCH NICE PEOPLE AND I WILL MISS YOU ALL!!

I have a wish that has been in my mind for as long as i can remember. It is about something i want to learn, actually continue learning about it. But i don’t know why exactly do i still want to learn although i have stop for like 4 to 5 years already. Maybe show off or some sort but i don’t remember showing off also, in fact i don’t like telling people about it. When i see anything that has got something to do with it i will feel sad because not having a chance to continue learning it. It is not that some one is stopping me but it is just time and my ownself. I really really want to continue learning it so much, its like i am in love with it but i don’t know what will i do actually when i have the chance to learn it again. I will be like " you really want to continue or just waste your time there? " or " are you really sure about this? ".more over whenever i learn about it, i will feel this clod feeling like o don’t belong there. everyone around me is so different, they are better than me, i am just lucky and so on.writing this post made me feel even worst but this blog is about the happenings and thoughts through the body of charchar, so i will post this. sad.sad.