But damn lah, org cina tu pandai plak convinced me 2 do treatment. At first ye2 je nk buat dry cut ngan topeq n fit. They did. But I fell for their "costly" advice, I went wif the treatment+wash+cut+blow which cost a whopping... hehe, biarlah rahsia...
2 b honest, I wasss.... veryyy.... *hesitantly* content wif my new haircut yet I occasionally get scared thinking about how i will have 2 blow dry it b4 going out. dulu slalu buat, but that was b4 i rebonded my hair like, a year + ago. dulu rajin, tp cam dah lama lak x buat. so occasionally after washing my hair here at KC, I practice myself 2 blow-dry my hair. u know, sharpen my blow-drying skills yg telah lama terkubur.
So enuf about my hair, on a much brighter note. Lets talk about my matric card!!! Being a good liar that I am, I somehow manage to slip myself through from paying the outrageous RM 50 required in order to do a new matric card. I'm sorry, yeah I did, I lied on a ramadhan. But I seriously consider it as tipu sunat. I ain't forking out RM 50 for a new matric card, thats absurd!!! I don't care what people would say.
On a positive note regarding losing my matric card, I'm impressed at my lying skills. I mean who have I yet to con, pihak berkuasa, the admins... Damn I'm good!! Hahaha, I dunno about my parents tho. I've lied to them a million times, I think rite now I'm in a point in my life where, when I terkantoi like during World Stage the other day, my parents won't bother question me anymore no matter how unrelevant my reasons/alasan-alasan are. My hypothesis about this whole thing is that I know, that they know, why bother asking me when I'd still come up with more lies? What's important is that I'm there in front of them, in the compound of the house, safe & sound, untouched....
I think the problem I have with my parents is that, I have this rebellious spirit inside of me that can't stay at home 24/7. And they, prefer me to be at home, all the time, helping out in the house, kitchen etc. Sorry, but thats not me. My main issue with my parents is probably the fact that they don't trust me. They always assume the worst case scenario, ones that even I'd never imagined in my life!!
Its like, seriously bah? Mak??? My god, like have a little faith in me will ya. You've raised me well enuf, so please stop doubting me and have that bit of faith in me.
So much drama went through this weekend, I don't think it should be published for the world to read though. Biarlah rahsia... Now I'm sleepy and I wanna hit the bed.
First, must remove Farah from my bed. My bed is the most "empuk" katil in KC 704, without a doubt. On my katil alone has 4 equally empuk bantals! Haha, gudnite evrybody~! *snooze*
