Sunday 02/01/05

Pi jumpa uncle at his hotel that morning and he gave me some pocket money enuf la to survive for a while , and skali bayar trying to pay hutang overdraft.

Afternoon, arif came, he looked so miserable...kitorg dok kat common room and he cried and cried...he felt like wanna commit suicide, and gave up on life....on top of that, he thought one of the ways to die with honour is to join the army....lama gak la pujok2 dia....

Ptg tu shihab dtg...arif felt lot better....and they both left me that evening. Shihab went all the way to stansted airport and left for dublin early next morning.