Yours, A.

...if wishes were horses...

October 2, 2017.

Dear D,
Today was a MONDAY, again. I hate Mondays so much. I wish I could have the weekend forever, but if wishes were horses...well, I'd probably be a housefly.
I mean, I really like being human, Alhamdulilah, but it gets so difficult and tough sometimes that I wish I was something really tiny, like a housefly.

I got you as a gift from a friend today, his name is Muhammad, and he's really nice to me, which is surprising 'cause he's not nice to everyone. He's in my level, but he's in a different faculty entirely, LAW. He feels good about it, as do Kawthar, and I can't see why, because they're just too many. I study English because I love writing so much - stories, letters, articles, quotes and anything write-able you can imagine. I love reading too, and that's...

I'm writing too much again, that's why I needed a new journal in October, I didn't follow the dates in the last one and just wrote, and wrote, and that's why I finished a book of January to December between March and October. I'd try my possible best though, to make sure I stick to 1 page at most, even though that means squeezing my words that anyone else can barely read it.

Oops, that also means that I need to end it now, because I'm already 5 lines to the end.

I need to introduce myself to you, but I can't do that now.

Maybe, just maybe, I'd do it in the next entry.

Yours,
A.