class starts at 8am but im late. so here i am, in the school library idling my youth away. im usually early thanks to the shuttle bus but sleep got the better of me. the ambok offered to send me to school and throughout the 45mins drive, i somehow got a lecture on how to drive safe.
" kau mesti pandai plan your route... filter betul-betul.... jangan asal boleh pusing jek....."
yes yes ambok, got you. but wait a minute, i dont even have my vespa. well, not yet. teeheehee. the last kept on asking if i was joking about the part of me passing tp part. she's still in denial and chose to believe that im lying and that piece of paper which allows me to drive while awating my actual license is fake. i cant belive it myself. aku macam serondeng gini dah dapat lesen. confirm mati on the road. rizal! kau mesti pass la, kau terror perr...
anyhoo, aint getting any form of vehicle just yet. no money la. true enough, im bonded but i still got my 3 naughty cats to support PLUS! i just spent over 1k on the new refridgerator. so i guess, it's still those sbs buses for me.
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ambok thinks im skipping meals. as in on purpose. he gave me this looong, noooong lecture about the importance of eating well and how Islam forbids us from self-harm. and it was just because i chose not to eat the laksa he bought.
mak thinks im too self-conscious as well. chill la.... my weight doesnt determine whether im having eating problems. as a matter of fact, my weight worries me. with all the babat that i have hanging from my waist (and everywhere else), i shouldnt be of that weight. maybe im dying but i dont wanna die before i get the chance to ride and get married.
lalalala, got to go back to class. i vow not to oversleep anymore and get on that shuttle bus to be at least half an hour early for school.
