Too much?

 

 

 

(in random order)

I miss writing with emotions.

I miss studying in class.

I miss sitting with my tablemates.

I miss Darul Huffaz.

I miss my Irsyad and Ma'arif asatizah.

I miss my Avicenna students.

I miss my exam period.

I miss sitting under the sky during dawn.

 I miss sincere honest conversations.


But I don't think I miss the old me. Hmmm :)
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