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And tearing love apart
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Saturday, August 1, 2009 @ 9:25 AM
Bengkel Cerpen...

Okay so for today, my sastera mates and I went to some workshop which
briefly emphasizes on ways to write short stories.
At first, I was dying of boredom.
Then, the presenter included some humour and sharing of ideas.
It was refreshing but it did not change my mood for the day.
Oooh, its past twelve midnight already. Ok, so it al happened yesterday.
Yesterday was like a bad start from me.
Haish... my life is at the bottom range currently.
Most of my family members were sick and I was actually
half-hearted to go. Reflecting back, my name was enlisted already
so it's a basic courtesy to turn up right?
My parents were like nagging and scolding me about this stuff.
It was pathetic.
Anyway, I gained an average knowledge today about short stories.
The workshop is simply fantastic.

Then I went back home with my sastera mates tailing them off from behind.
My mood kind off soured during that period.
Its best if I keep a distance.
I decided to go back with shahirah and mardhiyah because
my mood just went down the drain.
Im currently facing setbacks in life.

Boring post right?
I know...

Nvm.
Bye.