Sometimes it irks me sooooo much how guys can actually irritate you. Well that's the trouble with the male population anywhere in the world. They never seem to grow up even when they're old. (Bulu da panjang masih prangai budak-budak.. Tak kasi orang darah naik tu!!) *sighs* Ape lah nasib wanita di dunia ini? Ceyyybahhh macam paham. LOL! Wanna know why I typed all this? Just read on. (Actually crite sikit jerr.) (:

Yesterday, my boyf. Aiman decided on watching X-Men Origins: Wolverine. It's wasn't too bad. I'll give a rating of 7.5 out of 10. (: (Ni asal boleh rate la. But best jugak the show.) After that my parents called me asking whether I can join them for family dinner/supper because it's the old man's birthday. Happy birthday dad! Err. Speaking of which, it totally slipped out my mind + obviously, I didn't had the time to get him a gift. No worries, I'll just look around for something he needs. Haha.

Anyway Aiman & I drove off from TM around 9.40pm, thinking that we were going towards Changi Airport when in actual fact SALAH LAH!! Damnit. Ooopss! Ok Sorry. Ni la Aiman so confident drive tak tengok directions correctly. Hmmm.. Of course I had already noticed when I said, " Uuuuu.. I think macam salah je. You know which Popeye's we're going right? Terminal 3 tau." Abeh si pandai tu leh reply, " Hahaha. Takpe ahhh.. Kiter makan angin dulu. terus gi Popeye's kat Sg Flyer. Hahahahah.." Mangkok. He can actually make a joke out of it. As if it already not enough that I'm tired + sleepy + PMS + time wastage. Eeeeee. Geramnye!

After which, he, himself, got annoyed 'cause the traffic was still slow at night + fuel & time wastage + tired + sleepy.. Padan muke kau Aiman! If that's not enough, he took his fault + frustration out on me. Darnnn. Feel like slapping his face with one big fat tuna! Basketball betul. >:( Tak prangai tu dikatakan.. Whatever la. Maybe my boyf. having PMS too. Hahaha!

Upon reaching Terminal 3, I called sister (Nana/Nene Kek - name samaran di rumah. Haha!) They were already in the queue to order the "Labour Special". Glad I wasn't too late. (DUH! Wrong exit mahhh!) The "Labour Special" was HUGE. I forgot how many chicken piece they had in there. I ate 2 small ones (Tak bedekkk. Da kenyang beb! Haha!) while Aiman shoved 4. Unexpexted 'cause I thought he was already full since he told me he had two full meals in camp + makan some junk food. Nasib la KALAU TAK KENYANG jugak. Haha.

And these days at work + life + love, I feel like my morale is LOW.. What can I do to make me feel better? This sucks big time. Like I feel crappy la. Work kinda suck when you feel like you the target? Somehow you feel like you're the one they're aiming and till they get you, irregardless how, they won't stop. I feel like sh*t. One after another stupid things keep happening to me. Sometimes I ask, "Tak puas ke Allah nak duga aku?" I know I shouldn't be questioning and prolly like the "orang tua-tua" say, "If Allah loves you, He'll make you suffer first and enjoy everything else later. You'll be the one who will have the last laugh. (:" No more worries in life after this phrase I hope. Benci ah kalau gini. I feel like crying but I prolly shouldn't. I keep worrying every single time my left eye twitches. I get a stupid bad feeling like an aftertaste in your mouth every single time the left eye decides to twitch. Enough is enough. I just want happy moments not happier moments. *sniffsniff*
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