Just came back from Jumaat. What a wet Jumaat it was. The Khatib managed to knock some sense in the thick skull of mine. How do I survive the whole day without it? Iman. And why do I succumb to pressure just a few minute after iftar? Nafsu. That plain and simple. Hmmmm... enough for my exterior monologue....
Spoken to a new friend this morning (if you could call facebooking speaking) and tried to talk her into blogging. She said that she fears none would read her blog. For one, I would. She also said that she would like her blog to help others. Blogging do help especially the blogger him/herself to release excrete of mind and soul. Its what jogging do to our body, blogging do to our mind. A wee bit of cleansing and to make your mind stays alert.
The worst case scenario is better to blog and help one, rather to not blog and help none. Does that make any sense?
post script: How is Madame Giry a bad person? Well, for one why did she bring Christine to the city? Ada udang di sebalik mee? Wow, very bad of me...... classic case of berburuk sangka sesama insan..
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