Who is this Azri Redza?

We live in a very complex world. Sometimes, at SOME TIMES, we may make mistakes that we do not realize and other people does. And that other people just doesn’t have the heart to tell us about it.

Yesterday, I just confessed to my house mates (now ex-house mates) that I deliberately,sigh…( I really don’t wanna type this, but here goes ) FAILED MY RE-SIT EXAMS AND COULDN’T PROGRESS TO UNDERGRADUATE.

Yeah, since I’m telling the World Wide Web ( technically, the whole world ) about it, I might just capitalize everything so that it’s convenient for them to read.

I wanted to write the story here, but I think what happened at 2A,TTS 4/8, stays at 2A,TTS 4/8.

This would be a story only known between some UNMC friends and I.

To my house mates, I’m sorry for everything, since moving into the house, and until I left the house.

To my one and only room mate, I’m sorry for making you mad or making you uncomfortable living in a room together with me. I could only pray for you that you would have a better room mate than me. Thanks for all the things you’ve done for me and all the stuff you paid for me (especially the car petrol).

To the house leader, aka E**y, I can’t thank you enough for advising me through and through, without any hesitation. You really taught me how to discipline myself. And I’m sorry for all the mess that I caused and my calculative attitude about my car’s petrol.

To the Suzuki TXR 150 Panther owner, aka L****n, if you did shed tears after I left the house, I couldn’t forgive myself enough for doing that. Because of my mistake, I literally broke your heart. I’m so sorry buddy, I hope you could forgive me for all my sins towards you.

And thank you all this while, for letting me ride on your motorcycle. I would not forget it, as it was my first clutched motorcycle that I rode and eventually became good at handling clutches.

To the Naza Suria & EX-5 owner, aka F***i, I’m sorry if I did hurt your heart. I know who are not the type that shows his feelings, so if I did something that made you hurt, I could only beg for your forgiveness. Thanks a lot too for showing me around your home town and thank your family for me too, because of their hospitality and those delicious seafoods your mom and grandma cooked. I won’t ever forget you.

Last but not least, to my Northern friend, K***i, we may not chat much or get along much, but sometimes you’re cool and simple, which I find as one of a good way to live a life. Once again, I apologised if there was any hurtful things that I’ve said or did to you. I hope someday, we’ll have a chance to really know each other better.