Today, I get to know that my so called 'best friend' when I was in Sibu was talking not so good stuffs about me. I wonder how people can be nice in front of you but behind you only God knows. Maybe it was my fault, yeah I admit it - i was too nice too naive trying to make friends with everyone I meet not realizing I was used, abused and taken advantage of in the end. Betrayal... hmmm why am I so used to the word. Since I was in MCKK, I experienced it and believe me it was not a good feeling.
But I am thankful because there are some people out there who believe in me,who loves me, who thinks I deserve a new beginning in life not to mention that sometimes I even loose confidence in myself thinking that I've lost everything in life and I should be sorry .
I need to wake up from dreaming and live the real thing. I am much closer to Allah now, trying my very best to be a good Muslim.
I may not be a practitioner nor a judicial officer after this but life goes on and I am still in the midst of choosing the right path Insyallah.
