It's 2am in the morning.. well, nearly to 3 am. I can't sleep. The parents went to Mustaffa Centre to buy food, perhaps? With that pirana at home, hmph.. Mother will be busy shopping for food. Anyways, after that deathly nightmare I haven't been sleeping well for 4 days. Even during I'tikaf night. *HUGE SIGH* My muscles are aching, skull is thumping. I still Can't sleep!! Glad I had a whole day sleep after the i'tikaf programme but after that, I AM back to sleeping disorder. well, I heard this shorten our lifespan?? Is it correct?? Whatever it is I just want to have my night life back. Oh Allah! Pls Grant me my wish. Ameeen!
Home is a wreck. It's in huge mess! Furniture in and out. If it's not Zahroh's idea to paint the room, mother won't put on her designing cap on. And now, she does. Glad that Sis Dearest is regretting it.
Tomorrow schooling. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeergh!! Gotta face that new teacher. Can't stand him. I soooooo baaaaaadly want my old teacher baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!! But for now I'll live with it and follow the flow. But complaints won't hurt right? School is the last place I would think of now. It used to be peaceful. But now with the new teacher screaming, yelling, bullying, slamming habit it's not my second home anymore. Plus, the primary students noise. There's no wonder why Loudspeaker has hearing problem.
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