Dad says I need to believe in myself more. Confident, is that what he says?
Ah... yeah. I think I lost it someway along the way but I couldnt remember where - maybe lost in the mountainous piles of work, or fallen deep into the riverbed of tears or possibly even buried deeply under all other piece of information floating around in my mind.

But I am nearly at the end of the year-long journey right now, nearly there, approaching there, leaving miles of terrain behind. At least for now. Ah.. the meandering pathways I walked, every drop of sweat better worth it. Just one more stop, one last pitstop this friday. My hope is this stop will be pleasant, the journey will be free of obstacles.

And now what is left is Tawakkal to Allah, praying for His blessings. And maybe, trying to pick up the little pieces of confidence or what is left of it, like what my dad asks me to do.