Today I am home. Unexpectedly. On Thursday there was this conference in UiTM main campus. All lecturers were supposed to go. On Friday we have this Parents-Lecturers Meeting where people who failed have to invite their parents to school.
So, I have holidays.
And of course the main purpose was for a religious ceremony at night, Thursday night.

On the bus, it was cool. Not too many people, only less than 15 people. And I loved the bus. Everything was nice.
As we left Butterworth station, I saw a bus. KXX 5959. Shamisha Holiday.
I know I took this bus last year, because to see a Kedah plate bus in Shah Alam is not bad, and the bus was nice too and the plate is 5959.
How small Malaysia is.
I was a stupid boy all this while, with no dreams and no where to go. I have never imagined or dreamed of anything other than living in Malaysia when I grow up.
Yesterday I just memorized all the States in America. That is a world totally different from this small Malaysia. I now have dreams, have visions, and am now open to possibilities of meeting people from other countries.
What I thought of was, do I want to always see or take some kind of similar things and meet somebody I'm so tired of? That's a question.
I know I have a dream now. But I still think that happiness is important. Happiness or dream?
Smile people.