Dun say it's PMS.
it's definitely NOT!
ok...so i 'accidentally' broke my specs. what more can i do? i was tooo tired.I fell asleep without realizing it.When i woke up...it was oredi 2 a.m....and to properly sleep,i had to gather all my stuff from bed in the dark.
Next thing i knew....'PRAK'....uh-oh...cant be good.
Yup! i conveniently placed my knee on my specs....leading to its now fatal injury.
Im under stress....im depressed....hmm....
The lunch my mom had for family members certainly did not help matters. My younger sis was missing(partly becoz she had to attend the kursus memandu).My older sis had to head 4 the faculty since she has this big mooting thing soon.
All in all....i had to be the good daughter for the day...wash all dishes...cannot simply sleep in the afternoon...hafta layan the guests.(uhuh...normally i wouldnt be that person & yeah....my sisters sure dun have any inkling that i actually did sum work today)
Even so....all that was forgotten at the mere mention of my specs.Parents were extremely moody suddenly.
Y the sudden 180 degrees change in attitude? I wouldnt ask for a new specs had i not need em desperately. I only noticed that i needed to have my specs replaced while driving my sis home from the driving centre.
Which brings me to another case.
Cousins(aged 18 and 12?)accompanied me to fetch my sis . The 18 year old one actually rated my driving as 90 out of 100, good enuff rite? But i nearly met with an accident all thanks to my sis who had 'absolute faith' in my skills.
she SHRIEKED! yes....shrieked...when she saw a car coming out in front of me. oh boy. that startled me.
I nearly lost my life...haha...im still in one piece...
but i dun understand y they r so against me at times.My parents say i lack confidence....but...isnt it possible that at times...they're the ones who put me down?
im no good...im no good....i feel that and think that most of the time....thus the attitude of half-heartedly jumping into things
I am the Head of Kebersihan and Keceriaan of library
I joined the koperasi
Joined the choir club
Am in the sidang redaksi under features
and all this while im in upper 6....said to be the 'no-life' year
mebe i juz wana take focus off my home life...mebe
stress is bad....i need more vitamin B
sumone tell me that's related...in any weird way? hahahah

HOLIDAYS!!!!!! for 6 days....enuff? honestly?no! at this point of life...holidays are merely a trick to the brain that one is actually getting the much needed rest. Truth be told....holidays are ways of teachers to pile on homework without having to teach further. sad case lar.
Tomorrow is actually Raya haji.Going to go to aunt's hse for family gathering and from what i've heard....fish and chips! But bcoz of that....had to push my tuition classes forward(to oso make way for my bio-group project)
Lesson to be learnt: never ever take the public transport after 4 in the evening.
reason: if u're no taller than 5 ft(from observation), u'll probably suffer in more ways than one.
One way is...having to smell the bodily excretion of those taller than u. im now...thank heavens....taller than 5 ft.But i actually witnessed this one lady suffocating from the 'fumes'.
Matters din help at all when the KTM had to be delayed(while i was still in it!) to make way for the TUMPAT-bound train.So...juz imagine....having to squeeze ur way in with the masses (which i think the train was waaay waaay maxed over oredi).Of course....no place to sit....and what's worse....ur fate's left to the surrounding people's force....and INERTIA.lol.
It is not an easy task....balancing ur body....and the possibility that u might fall lips first onto the next unsuspecting train passenger.I juz wonder sumtimes,what is the actual passenger limit for a train? anyone who's been on a train would know that the train(especially malaysian train) is rather unbalanced. I do treasure my life u know.i juz dun have the option to do nething bout this predicament im in.
They should add extra coaches i tell u.
Even when i took the LRT for one stop, i was practically standing in the middle of the door. If it hadn't been for this kind indian man...i probably would have turned out to be the next train sandwich!
Well....that's juz a whole new beginning ....for a whole year. i have 300 days more of this...of suffocating....of over-burdening my heart....and of time-wastage.
Let's see if things can get better....like they say it will...shall we?