hullo!

oohh. for the past 2 hrs i've been doing sch work.
and for the past 2 hrs, the mother has been nagging at me.
out of the 10974298352968029381348985 sentences she said,
i heard 1/2.
and i gave 0 response.
thats wat u get when im doing my sch work. even a bullet-train speed and bomb-explosion volume nagging cant make me lose focus.
chehh. like real.

i cant believe she nagged at me for 2 hrs. for like 19 yrs, she rarrrrrrrely nagged at me.
and only recently she has decided to steer her nag-course towards me.
i dont understand.
so now, she nags when i go out. she nags when i go out to meet lynn.(hullo? its lynn?)
she nags when i come home later than 9pm.
she nags when she found out who i went out with.
she questions me, who. where. why. why. why. why. what. why him?
ok. so she nagged n nagged.
i caught this amidst the million words : jgn ingat dah besar boleh kuar dgn lelaki.
so funny. i've been gg out with guys for so long. and she knows tt. puhhlease.
why the sudden shift in paradigm? i dont wanna ask. cos asking will inflict more friction.
oh. and i caught something else too : ingat! tak dengar ckp, biar belajar susahsusah, nanti fail!

wahhhh. rabak.

and she loves to korek korek korek the past.
its not fair.
so what if my form teacher called her last yr and complained/talked to her bt me?
thats last year. thats so last year :(


u know wat, i shall stop nagging here.
i had a great day n 2 hrs of nagging dont necessarily have to spoil it.


hta open house was good.
went there with lynn n crazily-obsessed-with-cd-guys rashidah.

we climbed into many weird looking vehicles.
each with specific capabilities and functions.
but the best vehicle has to be the civildefence, 4-seater i-dont-know-what-its-called vehicle.
hehhehehehhee. the cd guy who was attending to us must've been the sweetest thing on earth.
and because i haf no boyfriend (looks at rashidah) and no boyfriend-to-be (looks at lynn), i can, for all i care, talk bout him till i lose interest and get bored. (: (: (:
jumpa lagi. how adorable. wahhh. haiiii.

oh! how could i have forgotten that we saw nizar at the entrance.(:
packed goodie bag sampai backache? aduhh. kesian.

anw, hafiz brought us ard the academy.
i am totally impressed with the surprising state of the senior officers' dorm.
i don mind having to book into tt room for 5 days a week.
lawa seh bilik. kalah nus nye hostel.
after that we went to the junior officers' dorm.
hahaa. now i get the idea. i started imagining what is it like if theres bunk inspection or when lights-off.
oh and 10 ppl in one room.
and the 3 of us unanimously concluded that the cupboard is too small.

i spoke to a lady officer and found out there are 30 of them there.
whoa. pressure seh. 30 of you and thousands of male officers. she is 4 mths through her prison officer training. whoa. *salutes*

after selengerly taking picture in that dorm, we went to the training village.
i was curious as to why its called a village. then, hafiz explained.
hahha. that training village reminds me house of the wax.
fake reality. haha. they had 24hr mini mart, fastfood-im eating it, savebank and! the best, mrt!
we took a picture in that fake mrt. cool. jln gasing?

we watched a few stimulated 'police-and-villain' operations there in the training village. of course they exhibited the most ideal cases. the truth is, i know its not that simple. and by the way, i saw azri. hah. he was the one who drove the police car and did some drift right in front of the jakunsified audience. haha.
overall-good acting ah people!

it was a great day- great company.
minuss the irrelevant naggings.



alrite. thats it.