I got fever last night. I should’ve slept early. But when you have roomie like Azy. How could you kan ? We kept on talking and talking , more talking and more laughing. She’s cool. I like her. We talked abt our times in KTJ. The bittersweet of it. I miss KTJ. I really do. Although there are peer pressure of who has the latest phone , the latest trend. But If you don’t give a damn about it , you will have tonnes of fun. Like me , I used to be cautious in KTJ. Until I met some truly awesome friends there. The cash doesn’t really count. What really matter is the friendship you’ve built. Though the cash are always in the way. But come on , you’re surrounded with rich kids. There will always be competition. Being in KTJ really open up my mind. It gives me a new perspective. Like new culture , new religion , new stuff. Everyday there’s new thing to learn. Ohh , and new language!

Unlike in PJ , the people here are majority MALAYS. So , you know how close and narrow minded malays are. *Though I admit I’m malay but I’m not 100% malay*. I don’t like how they have that certain categories for certain type of people. They don’t like us being ‘different’ than them. They want us to be the same. Like them. Which is BORING. Cause there’s no colours. It’s like BLACK AND WHITE. There’s not a stroke of RED , GREEN , TURQOISE , BLUE , FUSHIA , ORANGE or any colours. It’s like watching a black and white potrait. Where everything is the same. There’s no life to it.

Oh well , I’m just glad that I have a semester left before I’m going to Gombak. Hopefully in that time I won’t reseat or repeat any subjects. I have to study my butt off for the sake of leaving this place.