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Friday, January 23, 20099:45 PM
I officially dislike Mum's friends.
No offence, but really, what the hell.
Coming over without giving notice.
Do they think this is a fucking shopping centre?
And they even demanded to come in.
I felt like shutting the door and go back into my room.
Fuck them.
I'm tired and sleepy, simple a human zombie.
And in turn I had to make them coffee!
I don't know how to make coffee for God's sake.
I mean, I can make coffee for a cup's measurement, not a sexy big jug.
And even after I'm done with coffee, some of them said, "Oh I don't drink coffee."
Fuck you!
Fussy ass.
Irritating man.
Trying to insult my coffee, is it?
I love coffee, Bitch!
I'm so turning cranky. Pfft.




Anyways, today's the last day of school.
So the 10weeks vacation rolls in.
I'm not sure if I'm going to enjoy it.
I really hope so.

And about Mum.
She is going to be fine.
But I'm still worried.
I love Mum.
She is fat and cute.
I get to hug her alot just to escort her to and fro places.
And it touches me that, yesterday, for the first time ever, she rested her head on Abang's shoulder.

Ok enough said.
I'm off to laundry.
Yet again.



Oh and good thing.
They're fucking leaving.
Amin.
But they had to 'advise' me, "Jangan kasi Mak buat kerje banyak-banyak tau.".
Wow, like I'm going to torture Mum to do many many things.
I've been telling her to sit or lie down every single time she gets off her bed.
So shut your trap, lady!



Goodbye.
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