
mum is having a bad hair day so ive to delay the day again. okay, i'll just admit that im scared, im scaRED, IM SCARED. my mum is fierce. so, please kindly dont blame me for it, please?
im back from ipoh. and i was supposed to be arriving home at seven, but the fucking traffic jam caused me to arrived home at ten. we went for the horse racing before heading home from ipoh.


my cousins new house is big, but i dislike the interior design(maybe only me who dont like it). its a three storeys terrace house, not a fucking two-and-a-half-storeys but it looks like a banglo to me. somemore, my brother cousin is having a damn big room for himself, more bigger than my house's master bedroom, can you imagine it? he has two fucking big shelves for all his books(okay, hes a bookworm) which looks like a library. and even the guest room can fit in five person to sleep in with everyone with a bed. okay, they are rich and i am poor ):
nevermind, nevermind, its okay, no point to be jealous since im moving to a new house, too in this coming december. im so excited, but i hate packing up my stuffs. three years ago, i packed my stuffs and threw a lot of them when im moving to this house, and i hope my mum wont ask me to throw any of my stuffs again this time.
i'll just stop explaining things today cause my grammar explanations are terribly convoluted.
ive to wake up at 7am tomorrow. so its bedtime for me. im going out tomorrow and i will be back either on tuesday or wednesday.
i have been ordered to desist from squeezing my one and only pimple by bernardlowkinguan the great >:(

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