Sometimes I wonder, what would happen if I decided to jump for PTS back then? Not meeting the friends I've met over the past few years? Probably a loss. But I am proud to say, I have friends who are willing to stay by me whenever something occurs. Each and everyone of them is special and giving me sweet memories in their own ways. They willing to accompany me to saturday's class in Petaling Street. We share the same jokes and together, lifting up the smiles on our faces. Spam at my blog whenever they feel like it, being sarcastic in a funny way. Sometimes a good listener too. Let it be carved deep inside my heart, that they were once a good friend of mine, doesn't matter what might happen in the future. Thank you all my dear friends. *Hug*
