People talk way too fucking much. You can't even fart in peace these days. Words travel so goddamn fast. It's no longer as amusing as it used to be. Now it's just shit annoying and scary.
My virgin ears (lah sangat) can't take it anymore.
gossip girl punya pasal la ni. sial.
I put off telling my parents about my results for exactly half a day. That was as far as I could go. I contemplated not telling them ever, but the paranoia they've drilled into my head was too overwhelming and I've had enough guilt for a lifetime. Shame they taught me so well eh.
When I typed the message I could already guess what they're going to say. Somewhere along the lines, Haiyaaaaa, why so teruk? No As?! I told you to study more did I not? That's it, I'm cutting off your finances. Next time, no As, then off to nun school.
Honestly, I'm fine with my results, except for the stinking C (damn you) but past experiences taught me that my parents' satisfactory level is WAY higher than mine.
BUT, my mom texted back and holy shit, guess what she said:
"I accept it. What about you? Was it what you expected?"
holy cow. Did balloons took over the world? When the fuck did the impossible happened?
I imagined her patting my head while reading the message. My head actually twitched in discomfort. It was too unimaginable. And scary.
"Er..well. The C is a bit weng la. Otherwise okay. Um. Are you actually happy with it? Like, suka and not...not dissapointed?"
She went,
"Frankly, I am happy."
O.O;
I don't know who I am anymore.
oh shit bapak tak balas message lagi. merajuk la tu.
heish, bapak ni. nakal.
My virgin ears (lah sangat) can't take it anymore.
gossip girl punya pasal la ni. sial.
I put off telling my parents about my results for exactly half a day. That was as far as I could go. I contemplated not telling them ever, but the paranoia they've drilled into my head was too overwhelming and I've had enough guilt for a lifetime. Shame they taught me so well eh.
When I typed the message I could already guess what they're going to say. Somewhere along the lines, Haiyaaaaa, why so teruk? No As?! I told you to study more did I not? That's it, I'm cutting off your finances. Next time, no As, then off to nun school.
Honestly, I'm fine with my results, except for the stinking C (damn you) but past experiences taught me that my parents' satisfactory level is WAY higher than mine.
BUT, my mom texted back and holy shit, guess what she said:
"I accept it. What about you? Was it what you expected?"
holy cow. Did balloons took over the world? When the fuck did the impossible happened?
I imagined her patting my head while reading the message. My head actually twitched in discomfort. It was too unimaginable. And scary.
"Er..well. The C is a bit weng la. Otherwise okay. Um. Are you actually happy with it? Like, suka and not...not dissapointed?"
She went,
"Frankly, I am happy."
O.O;
I don't know who I am anymore.
oh shit bapak tak balas message lagi. merajuk la tu.
heish, bapak ni. nakal.
"I can't be crying because I happen to fall under the sex category who has a knack of being emotional with hormones made up problems. God cannot be that cruel."
ikan keli.
Current mood: pelik dan ajaib dan lapar
Listening to: Daisy
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