for the good times and the bad times we know will come

today i went to the pasar malam to buy those japanese balls thing because i was hungry. very hungry. it made me retch after that. i'll stick to the japanese pizza. i like salmon. i don't know why. my mum doesn't like the taste of it. i can take it. but not with wasabi and soy sauce. or i'd have a diarrhoea episode like i did in kl. speaking of kl, my money has been finally accredited to my account. yay.

the indian muslim stall is experiencing underproducing. plus chinese buy from the stall too. people please. spare a thought for us muslims who only have ONE stall to buy from whereas you have the whole canteen to choose from.

today, no one was spared from zafirah's bitching wrath. especially girls from that particular class. especially that cedar girl who gives me the impression that she thinks of herself as some bigshot. i mean, she looks at everyone and everything as though it were filth. and has that face that says,' what am i doing in this low-class school?' i think you only have yourself to blame. you couldn't make it anywhere better so be grateful you were even posted. and she wore another girl's uniform. one of the girls schools with pinafore and belt. not the convent school. she looked pregnant and i just HAD to say it out loud when she walked past me. i don't know why i did that. and also the other one who acts pretty. i think the whole gang thinks they're pretty and cute. my ass is cuter.

i do not naturally hate people. even though i give the impression that i can bite. and i have nothing against students from all-girls schools. but this is too much. seriously. i hate people who act all high and mighty and stick in a click just because they're from SAP school. please. if you were from SAP school, you wouldn't be in innova. am i right or am i right?