Ready to go home.

Assalammualaikum y'alls.
So today is the day I ll be home again. The dinner last night was a blast. Everyone seems to have so much fun. Well as for me, I found myself was building walls with my guy friends. Maybe this is just another Allah's will to keep me within the limit. While the guys and the girls were enjoying taking pictures together I seem to be left out of place. Awkward... talking about taking pictures, don't anybody dare to take my candid picture. Gosh sumpah buruk. I will never let anybody to take photos of me from the right view. I look like a fish. A pretty fish of course.

I planned everything well today. But i bear in mind that Allah's plan is better. I kind of make a research of when will my commuter come, when will my bus come, etc. So I got myself prepared to solar jamak dan qasar ehem ehem. On the way to the bus stop, the bus is already there. As I walk faster, it leaves me. Waaaa. I'm like 2 minutes late. Huu I didn't cry , as if I'm so strong and I dont really know where the strength come from. I just need to wait for another half an hour, I guess. What else can I do. I saw many taxis not far from the bus stop. I'm thinking of taking a taxi, it might burn my money, but at least I wont waste my time. then abah's words rushes to my head. Abah says that it's not safe to ride a taxi all alone. Hm, yeah okay abah.

I saw this guy heading to one of the taxi. He looks like a student too. He seems to be around my age. He's wearing a backpack and obviously wants to go to the ktm too. I was thinking of going with him! I mean we can share the money, it would be cheaper. I don't know... my brain say yes, go for it. My heart says no. And my legs follow my heart hm. Okay fine, I'll just wait for the bus. It's going to be 8 times cheaper than taking a cab. No long after talking to myself, ummi rings me. I was like, yea yea I'm on the way, literally. Then ummi said that abah is about to fetch me as my uncle invites all of us to come over to kl for buka puasa. Oh. Alhamdulillah I didn't go with that guy. Allah, you always knows best. I love you. Ok ttyl, I've got to be ready. Ready to  re-pray as I did solat jamak and qasar earlier and cancel my journey.. ummi told me to wear baju kurung as she has this motherly instinct that her daughter is going to dress inappropriately as usual. Heehee