those sweet sacrifices were made without me realizing. and it left me screwing, hurting, discriminating the innocent party. i don't know why i get all pissed just when i think of
that day. now, even though i know promises don't work well with me, that innocent party and myself launched our promises for the very first time yesterday.
thank you for those hours superhuman! i appreciate it much.
so today marks the start of my FYP. and i'm gonna go through this for twelve whole weeks. dear Allah, thank you so much for letting me work with someone i know for two years. and if i could ask you for one more thing, i plead you to help me through.
