The me in the past
Let’s move to way before I signed up for matriculation I always prayed; “Ya Allah, tetapkanlah hatiku ke institusi yang baik untukku, keluargaku, dan agamaku” Or so. And here I am,in Selangor Matriculation College. Okay, let’s fast forward a bit to sem 1. SEMESTER I This is when I get to know a lot of people,ofc. And the time when I was a very friendly to whoever I knew. There’s a guy in our class. Let’s name him M. M was in our class for like umm, two weeks(?) because he changed module; from module 1 to module 2. ((more to from Science to Physical Science)) After a month or so, I met him in the hallway and I shouted his name. (That’s so me) He didn’t remember me back then and that night, he texted me and said he was sorry for forgetting my name. And since then, we texted. Few weeks passed by, and I started to sense that he liked me (I won’t tell how bcs it would take long)) and I started to stop texting him. ( I’m the type that’s so...