Ah, the best supper in the world can be experienced at Asha's.
When you have awesome food, one of the best teh tarik, cigarettes and some friends to lepak with.
You're all set from midnight to sunrise.


I really have to get my act together in school.

But really, how the hell do you do that when classes get cancelled last minute like when you're an hour late, about to tap your card to board the train and you get a call from your friend saying that you don't need to go to school.

And when you go into the Project Management class and the lecturer keeps on nagging and nagging and screaming into your ear while saliva comes out of her mouth ahahah nabey disgusting shitttttt! And when you ask her questions nicely and tell her to fucking stop screaming into my ear, she still screams and nags some more till you get so fucking fed up, bang the table, get off your seat, grab your McDonald's breakfast from the computer table, slam the door behind you, peacefully eat your breakfast alone outside the bloody computer lab cause you're just sick and tired of her nagging and screaming and come back in only after you're finished with your breakfast and when your blood stops boiling.
And that was when some MOE person was present in the class lol who the fuck cares.
I was pissed. Fuck _|_

But I really had no manners when there was this mass talk at the auditorium and I ended up taking turns playing the PSP with Yana. All I heard in that audi was "blah blah blah blah whatthefuck blah blah more blah" shit.

And the other day when the school had this "event", imagine that you weren't aware that it was the only thing you had to attend for the whole day at the fucking amphitheatre for a measely 3 hours which starts at 8 so you have to wake up before the sun fucking rises _|_ to shower and go to school to watch some retarded performances which I don't give two flying fucks about, sign some balloon thing and play Snake and fucking Ladders which I find no point in playing, at all, and then you're released like trapped sheeps in a barn.

Don't even get me started on how many times I go to school for 2 or even 1 hour.
I think the school's system can turn my low blood pressure to a fucking high blood pressure one day and eventually, death.
Bodoh.


But ultimately, the ones that can keep me sane in school are the 2 babi gondols who constantly abuse me like I'm their Philipino maid.
1 babi gondol dah macam jantan. A man trapped in a girl's body. Punch here punch there, pull people's hair! Fart in public like her father owns the world like that.
Read: Elyana Binte Amran.
The other babi gondol pinch pinch pinch. I lock you and a Burung Tiung in 1 room then you know. You cry ah I tell you, Farah Liyana Binte Ridwan.
My secret weapon? My nails. Mahahahhahaa.
I think the 3 of us laughs too much. But 'too much' this time, is good.


Sidetrack.
Eversince that fall, my knee has been hurting like goodness gracious me and the bruise is still visible even after a month.
I think I cracked something.
Cacat.
Plus the still-not-healed broken toe, I walk like some Hunchback Of Notre Dame reject when both starts hurting like NENEH.





haha twins


Hell yeah you can smoke at Night Safari!


Don't let it go away. This feeling has got to stay.
Who sent this maniac?
Cause I've never had this taste in the past.




I miss you like neneh you pig.


Eh so fast December already ah.