I feel like every single happy moment I used to possess is going down the drain. Because of Malay. I mean to say, I don't have any grudges towards Malay or whatsoever, but I just loathed the process of studying for Malay A's. It's like so tedious, and it is absolutely disgusting. Call me whatever you want. But I'm here to just rant on and on about the tediousness about studying for Malay. Sometimes, I wonder if I had been dumb enough to reject the call to take Higher Malay in Sec 1. I wished I had done that. I knew then that I wanted to go to a JC, and that if I were to take higher malay, I wouldn't have to take it now. Maybe if I had taken it back then, I would not have to go through this horrendous process. But ah, boy, am I glad to get it over and done with. No more malay lessons after this Friday. Yeay! Rejoice, y'all.

I still have not given my answer to Rai as to whether I would be joining them all for jalan raya this Sunday. I'm too lazy la. You know me. After madrasah, I would head straight home and prepare for the next day by resting. Not by spending the rest of my afternoon knocking on people's doors and chatting and eating and whatever else. Seriously, I'm just to lazy. That's the bottomline. And Rai, I rest firm on my decision. I AM NOT GOING TO JOIN YOU GUYS. SORRY.There. I had made my stand clear and I would not be swayed easily. That's me for you.

I hate my life currently. What with OP and Malay exam this Friday. You think it's easy? Wait till you see the condition I'm in now. Wait till you see the day I will breakdown and cry in front of my mates. Wait till you see the day when all my hair got pulled out from it's roots. There I will be found. Only then will you realise how harshly life is treating me.

Can't you see me hurting right now? Where are you when I need you the most??