LOST.

after all this years, I'm back to square one still.
In fact, haven't really move on from point 1.
that's fucked up.
but anyway, been getting back results for CT.
so far so good, some were suprisingly good (:
and some were expected.
more to come,hopefully it's good.

holiday is over but i'm still feeling it, the laziness.
fitness for me is going downhill since I haven't really hit the weights for some time,a month probably.
and i hate it when people say " hanif, you shrink already "
yea that's fine but fuck you when you make fun of my height alright, bitches.
so school start already, napfa is coming, i'm hitting the gym again.
faster, stronger this time.

my application for the bond with home team was unsuccessful.
part of me feels happy cause I'm not really sure if police is the kind of career I want.
and part of me feels bad and sad, cause firstly I disappoint my dad, but fuck you la, i think it's my life and I have a say at my own future? I don't even know what I wanna do and here at home you're giving me propagandas and speech of what is best for me. and also, sad cause I couldn't get the monthly allowance, crazy money for just studying honestly but yea fuck it.

what ever life has in store for me, just bring it on alright.
better hope good things and thrills come in fast cause I'm getting bored of it wondering and thinking about random stuffs aimlessly.
it gets real tiring.

and ya, today my friend ask me a very interesting question, man.
"hanif, when was the last time you dated"
really got me thinking real deep into this.
the answer : years back.
now how fucked up is that.

fuck.
I just feel like cursing in today's entry.
if you think this is vulgar and unlike me, and i'm just moody...oh well,two words.
fuck you.