i believe in fate, i believe Allah has a better plan for me.
I believe i shud just get through my uni life as i'm not even certain i'd be living up to that day when i graduate.
I beleive every little thing could be a sign, both optimistic and pesimistic. well, me and the colour purple discovered that today.
I believe theres a purpose to every reasoning, but is there a reasoning to a lie?
im here with papers to fill, its funny, becasue it almost feels like a divorce document. I' ll havta go to finance and whatnot as if they are my lawyer. It's a funny fit to the description of my situation.
right now, i can smile, jus thinking its my fate and i should accept it and that Allah is with me throughout, but yet im saddened by the whole idea of why they can't try helping me. because if they tried and it failed, ill accept it right away, with lesser emotions. but they refused to even try. they refused to let me claim whats almost my right, they refused to have me use my voice which they have no right over at all. They refused.

Sometimes, wen i sit and ponder, i see the problem is from me, not them, i started it.I released the gas, they jus lit the match. If i wasn't so much of a fickle mind, eritin wud've been different. but yet again i question myself, am i fickle minded for a purpose?
i really dont know, im not jus stuck in reverse right now but my normality will be stuck in there for a while too.
it's crazy how something not that much of a value can mean the world and bring u collapsing to the ground.
i shouldnt be in this pessimistic state and believe this is the end of everything for me, atleast i was given the chance to appeal.this is not that bad compared to someone who lost their loved ones and were not able to do anything about it, no appeal no nothing, but they can still stand on their feet.why am i complaining so much?how many ppl r there with bigger problems? my problem is nothing. infact, i should just say "Alhamdullilah"