moving on...

Thing that I’ve been learning in my life is, every people, every family will have their own highlight, silver line and hiccups along the way… In the end of the road, we’ll realise that we are not alone or even we glad that it wasn’t as tough as what other people’s experience… I always remember that “Allah will not test us beyond our capability” and that’s what keeps me going.

I spent my weekend with best friends of mine back then when I was in undergrad… It was lovely somehow, knowing that they’re still around =) we change in some ways… or I should say we are moving on… we never be the same aite?

I met them about eight years ago… we spent every single day together since then for over five years in Bandung, think it was my turning point of life, when I learnt at the first time to live away from my parents. I did well and I know it was because I circled by these people…

As everybody say that yesterday seems so easy… and that’s what it is. Being adult and growing up is suck like I always say… Yet I don’t see the good if we keep linger n livings in our past… What’s the point of I used to, u used to, we used to… I mean we were those person at that time… but it was in the past… and we can’t expecting to get our past back, can we? Instead of keep recalling of what we have in the past why don’t we live up our present life ? ‘n accept the fact that we are change, people change, things are change and that how life is supposed to be… moving forward.

In the end of the day, we all know that we are formed by what we experienced in the past. We all have our own history that make us to be a person like today, whether it was good or bad… both have equal part.