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Wednesday, January 23, 2008 { 2:30 PM }

early in the morning, just wake up. i quarell with my sister.aiyoo. just starting of the day, it turns out to be that way. terok lei. i quarell with her just about the key. she wanted to go back early and decided to take the key from me. then i couldnt find my wallet. and she pester me to give the key. how am i suppose to find that damn key when i couldnt find my wallet. soon she go out without the key. after that i decided to find my wallet but i couldnt find it. i found out that i lost my wallet. i misplaced my wallet yesterday at bus 179 but i didnt realise it. all my things are gone. what a really bad day. after that i quarell with my mum. we quarell for no good reasons. maybe she was upset because of yesterday. yesterday night was a bad. its all because of my younger brother. my mum teach him spelling in a harsh way as he cried when he did not how to read. he was being pampered so much by my father. therefore he cried to get his attention so that he wont get scolded by my mother. because of him both of my parents quarell. my dad was frustrated as he is tired from work and he went back home to release his stress but no use as the house was noisy. at that time was eating and was watching them quarelling. i really cannot tahan with the noise. in the end i was scolded by my father. he say " you should teach ur brother not your mother!!" he was screaming at me. i talk to him back "why should i? he was the one who didi not want to study." and i went to bed. that was yesterday but i still could not forget about th whole thing. i went to school with a bad face on me. most of my classmates realise it. even my own teacher. they keep on asking me why. but i refuse to tell them. its all because of yesterday. the scene was bad enough. it really hurts ): during maths class nadhirah asked me why and i didnt tell. i really could stand the sadness and i cried. nadhirah was shocked. i cried in the maths class. my maths teacher was hilarious. you know why? when nadhirah asked him whether i could go to the toilet. he say, just go lahh. why must asked him. of course we should asked his permission didnt we. stupid teacher. aiyoo. after taht we are having social studies. it was a boring lesson. i really couldnt study just now. i force myself to stay awake. my mind was everywhere thinking of so many thing. i didnt know what i was thinking. hais, stress sia. during english class was not boring. i dont know why. firstly my english teacher was happy to go to the class. she happily start the lesson but ilham stop her to do so. it is because he was so noisy. she called him retarded as he just couldnt keep his mouth shut despite of warning him many times. she started scolding us. but i and hui lun refused to listen and we make faces. at one time where she started to do sacarstic face. it was so funny that i burst into laughter so loudly. she was very proud of herself going to top school. whatever sia! she talk and talk for almost 50minutes. she took 20 minutes of my history lessons. GILA!! no one is interested in her talking. she told me that i was supposed to be in the express stream but i am lazy. it was fake sehh. i am stupid. so weak in my english and yet she say i could be in express stream.crazycrazy! thers nothing much in school. i skipped cca. boring lah no nabila and nura. they went to learning journey. so skopped lahh.i went home straight and now im want to go out meet my hunneh(: thats all.