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Muhammad Hanif

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I am not you, that's for sure, I admire Justin Bieber because of his hair and dance talent, not more than that, I love to play Defense of The Ancient (DOTA), I like photography, and now I'm already one of my school's photographer, I like to do weird faces, because when people see my real face, they'll say that I'm arrogant and whatsoever, unlike other blogs, my blog is My Diary, that's why I don't have many followers because I don't promote this, I'll confess almost everything that makes my day and ruins my day. I'm not a really good boy, but not a bad boy though, eh, BOY, in case you mistaken me as a GIRL, erghh, What a thing, Nevermind, I was Born This Way, Haha. Nobody's perfect, but everyone's perfect in their own ways,got it? And don't ever say that your life is worthless because Allah gives us life and it's the most precious thing that we've to be grateful of. No matter how hard u live,no matter how many obstacles you have to face. Okay? Hee Hee. ♥

I am half ice-cream, half-candy , half-faced , half-human, half-vampire , and half-hearted.
I have a sweet, sour and salty tooth,
I'll punch the daylights outta you if you give me bitter chocolate uh. I love school because it's where my friends are.

7 things I hate about school

-Slanders
-Talk-backers
-Sleepiness in class
-Overload knowledges
-Mad teachers , bad teachers
-Nerd and weird guys
-Nonsense rules

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Sunday, March 2, 2014 @ 5:24 PM

Hey Guys !

I know I haven't written anything for months, or even a year, I dont know , I'm just lazy. But now, there's something bothering me , mostly of how silly I am, but you know me ,haha .

I was walking to my class, and then I saw this girl . That was the first time I saw her , well I guess I think it was . Her innocent round eyes, her fair skin, her jubah and her light-coloured hijjab , made her glow , it was more like seeing a glimpse of an angel, well, an angel is said to be unimaginably perfect so , I will just say that she has a glimpse of an angel , at least. I couldn't stare at her for long, because she will notice me , and you know me, I'm such an innocent-looking guy with the eyes of a hawk,or an eagle , or are they the same thing? Idk. haha. That was last semester. But throughout the semester, I've been bumping into her like so many freaking times that made me think "Maybe this is a sign?" . Oh hell no, stop dreaming you . She's so ,.cute, and silent, and innocent looking . I thought she was 2nd-year , I'm 1st-year so , I won't think about trying on her .

Day after day, if I got lucky, I got to bump into her thrice a week , and it was such a blessing . I'd never got bored of that face, the face that makes me smile just by looking at it . The best thing is, I don't even know her name, her course, her age, nothing, absolutely nothing , and she still was able to make me smile without even realizing , and I decided to keep it that way, I dont wanna know anything bout her, because what comes after ,is what I'm afraid of . And on that particular day , last Thursday, I went to the cafe where I usually meet her, and there she was, wearing a turquoise hijjab, and a black jubah, which had never failed to amuse me , to stun me. I stared at her while she wasn't looking, as always, but sometimes we accidentally made eye-contact so I assumed she already knew that I had always looked at her. But I kinda like the fact that she wasn't even bothered to run away or whatsoever after realizing my attraction towards her. And then I went back to my room as soon as I've had the best moment on that day .

In the evening, my mood swung , really bad, I couldn't even play football nicely, I fell, and I got stepped on by a football shoes, which has spikes , and it scarred my hand, and it looked pretty badass . And at night, I was eating dinner and suddenly I heard my twitter notifications , so I opened it, and found 1 retweet and 1 favourite , of a tweet I tweeted at noon. Without thinking of anything, I clicked the "1 favourite" button just to see who favourited my tweet . And.. I know you know what I'm gonna say . It's her ! Her twitcon , was her , with the outfit which she wore at the cafe at noon just now ,and she's actually my age ! I was so freaking excited, but at the same time, I felt scared . Excited that I finally got to know her, scared that my own scumbag heart will just keep doing the same thing I don't like , creating hopes . God knows how plunge my mood went , striking the stars beneath the beautiful sky . Ceh. haha I braved up to follow her, and later, she did follow me back, and it felt, awesome .

But it didn't end there, I started a conversation, which seemed really .,friendly, and she started to seem bored or anything, so I just say goodbye . But in the mean time, there's someone she's been unmention-tweeting , which means that she tweeted without mentioning anyone but addressed for someone, and it turned out to be a good-looking boy my age ,studying at another university . Well, they seemed very, very ..friendly, or more. Idk .Well like it hasn't gone thru my head that she might have had someone special, but knowing that it's true, feels shit . They seemed pretty close, so cute for each other I think , and that made me , you know, alone . Haha. Even though I just knew her, but the heart that grew fonder by her, left to be the heart that used to grow fonder, by the thought of her . I knew that it was gonna turn out to be this way, but I still did it . I'm such a silly guy . Never learnt a lesson . I shouldn't have stepped into her life,I shouldn't have known her, I shouldn't have to be so silly. It breaks my heart, every time . Now, once I've stepped forward, I can't turn back, the way it's used to be . Unfortunate .