It was a fine bawring weekened, and Faizal just received a msg from Bro Mohksin on Thursday night, while he was at mosk for the regulars after a whole long day at school. Life was getting tougher by the day, and Faizal could never go on with the harshness of mundane reality without seeking and imploring solace from the Great. Each little step he took towards mosk, was another step to getting total bliss, attain seventh heaven and ultimatley acceptance from the One. Upon completing his usual intimate and personal prayers at about 930pm, Faizal walked towards home sweet home..
Friday went by like a breeze, and Saturdy soon came by.. In the morning he attempted hard at reading his Bio and Econs lecture notes but by the word he read, his eyes started to flutter and was heavy-laden with the weight of inevitable sleep, and slumber soon came by. The whole day he fought an endless battle between mugging and dozing, internet and music.. the usual bawring nonentiies of his life..
Soon dusk settled and Fz rang up Bro Mohk (aka Tok Sen XD) and asked what time they should meet up for the "slumber party" that night. Faizal was rather scared for he was going to meet Mohk's friends, whom he had never met before.. So, they decided to go somewhere first, and Mohk drove as tho he was on Need For Speed, and soon after our little business, they drove towards Alkaff mosk near bedok reservoir at about 11pm, after sending Mohk's Sis and Mom home and changed at his house for a while. So upon reaching the House Of God there, Faizal was introduced to the group of guys there, and we finally clicked like no ones business. They were a group of really spiritual and fun loving, wacky guys, that are easy to go along with. Incidentally, Faizal was the youngest there. Being the sole sixteen yr old amomg a group of thirteen 20/21 plus yr olds was not easy to play along with, but nonetheless, all being the childish boys that they were, faizal managed to get along pretty well. After the introduction session, Faizal got to know Hafiz from Saff, Muzzammil from NUS Arts and Soc Sc firstyear, Ashraff from NTU Psychology, Ridzuan whom Faizal already knew a couple of yrs back when he went for the Hijrah walk, and Ridz was the facilitator of Faizal's group. There were more of the guys there, and they were great. Muz, Ash and Faizal talked into the wee hours of the night (and the next day as well) about sociopolitical issues, and the future of the current generation. To be exact, this was not Faizal's real cup of tea, but he sipped it bit by bit and enjoyed it nonetheless, seeing that the new friends he made were great speakers and they came from the Arts and Soc Sc dept from Unis. Which was what Faizal was really interested in - Psychology. So.. we kinda talked into the nite, and at about 1 or 2 in the morn, everyone fell asleep.
A few hours of sleep didnt really inpair our focussing skill the next morn. Early dawn, at about five, the guys performed the morning prayers and we soon listened to a talk.. I was rather sleepy by then.. and at about six plus, seven, we played a bit of takraw and a bit more of soccer. Faizal was not realy good at both sports, but he tried and maanged to save a few goals and headbutted the takraw ball into the air. Not too bad.. So at bout 8, Faizal and Mohksin bade farewell to the guys and we hopped onto Mohksin's carriage and sped off for Mohksins house to gather his mom and sis and send his sis to school. After an hour or so, Mohk, Fai and Mohks' mom went jogging at Bedok Reservoir Park, and being the slowpoke that Faizal was, he didnot really run as fast as Superman Mohksin. Initially, Faizal did not plan for the morning jog, so he went there shoeless, on slippers instead. So Mohk wore his shoes and Faizal wore Mohks's sandals. Faizal was flatfooted, and the sandals were meant for normal footed peeps and had a hump on teh soles, and so, to summarise it all, faizal incurred mighty bruises on his soles and hurt his ankles at the end of the day. Oh yeah, faizal's feet were about a couple of sizes too big for the sandals. Did a couple of pullups and all, and watched Mohk train fro his IPPT, and all, and soon he drove me home at about 11, and the mom and son went of to market..
Faizal reached home and slept like no ones business.
Monday - Faizal went to school and realised he was selected among two hundred and fifty otehrs to become Orientation Group Leaders for the second batch o freshmen. This means:
1- Faizal is bound to MJC
2- It's hard for him to change institutions after his O results come out
3- He will die thinking of wether to go to a better JC. stay. or enrol in Poly instead.
Faizal prays each nite for guidance and direction in Life. and he thinks it's working. let's hope.
Tuesday - Faizal went for the first OGL meeting, and did his utmost enthu-best to bring up the spirit. Knowing that anyone can be scrapped off the list of the OGLs anytime. School ended at 7, and he had one hour to reach home and at 830 he has to submit the games proposal onlin. crazy. in the end he submitted it at 925.
Wednesday - Faizal is here in the library of MJ typing the recounts of his life.
10:35 AM
burn! - 'cus the lovers of God are ablaze.
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