It's One Hell to Another and United We Stand

Nowadays, public transport is an essential thing whenever we wanted to go anywhere. I myself uses the train every time I gone home and back to Unisel. Not just that,  we *the younger generations* prefer to use public transportation rather than using our own transport *at least that's what I think*. 

Sorry about starting my entry with an essay intro *I wanted to brush up my LEET skills yo!* But I was reallyX100 tired today. It wasn't because I didn't have enough sleep *okay, I sleep for 2 hours only*. But it was because I had an adrenaline surge *by walking crazily from one point to another* And it was all THANKS to the freaking bus!

And the story goes like this:

I woke up at 7 and went on to complete my Subuh prayers. Since my train will only depart at 9.15 sharp, I've got another 2 hours before going to the station. Once I departed * after hugging my parents goodbye of course*, the train took 3 hours for me to reached Sungai Buloh from Ipoh. Once there, *after taking a comuter  from Rawang* I headed straight for the bus stop. The time was 11.45 pm.

2 freaking hours later...

The bus FINALLY came... In the end, I was late to Mr. B's class by 30 minutes! Heck, I didn't even get to have a shower after that long journey! I went straight to the bathroom, took my wuduk and pray straight away. I was unfortunate enough to get there and not get scolded by Mr. B *thanks a lot Mr. B! Although your class made me yawn a lot, but I really do appreciate you!* . *sigh*

*sigh*

*END OF PART ONE*

Right after Mr. B's class, me and Yangus stayed behind so that we can group up with Sarasvati, Rose, Tweety and Lynette.  Us, being the guys were quite timid *although it's suppose to be a group discussion and we have to (at least) give out opinion over the matter being discussed*. But despite not being of any help at all, we actually did pretty good to survive in a group where the girls are UBER great. *Applause to ourselves* In the end, the discussion was settled. We concluded that as long as we can explain the whole poem thoroughly to Mdm. N tomorrow, then we don't need to feel afraid of anything. Rest assured, we'll be okay.

*study smart, don't be like this girl here*

*END OF PART 2*

Lucky Draw and My Last Stand: Malaysia's Triumph

OH YEAH! SCORED!

Today, I went with my parents to a clothes shop. I wanted to buy a neck tie *a particularly white one* to be paired with my *all* black shirt. Unfortunately for me, there was none *sigh* so I instead chose a red neck tie *hey, at least it looks good with that black shirt of mine*. Btw, we were lucky because a couple of days before, my mother already went to the shop and ends up entering a lucky draw. So while we were busy shopping, the shopkeeper *who was the one that keeps calling the buyers names* called my mother's name "ROSNI HASHIM!! IS SHE HERE!?" and my mother *who's a person that can get panic easily* shouts back " I'M HERE! I'M HERE!!" and she claims the prize *a big pillow btw* 

Okay, that's enough with the lucky draw thingy.

OH YEAH! SCORED!

Next, I finally managed to finished my assignments. Despite the fact that my whole team members were late *I freaking asked them to give their life philosophy to me earlier but, nooooooo. They went on chillaxing like there's no freaking deadline!* sigh.. But by the end of the day, the work was worth it * although I'm the only one that did the job thank you very much( I was the one that volunteered myself jeez)*  

Okay, shut up with the assignments stuff already.

OH YEAH! SCORED!

OMG!WOW! I can't believe this. Malaysia won 3-0 again Indonesia!! That's just freaking insane!! My mind's blowing up right now at an orgasmic proportion!! OMGZZZZZ!! * Seriously, even a non-football fan like me would feel the adrenaline rush whenever I heard the word "Malaysia defeats Indonesia" simply because I'm proud of the team.* They showed the garudas who's boss and they managed to pay back for the humiliated loss against Indonesia last time *5-0 Ouch* But all good things always have a price to be paid. And the price is the Indonesians *SHITTY* attitude towards their loss. Seriously, they said that the only reason Malaysia won was because our fans use lasers *seriously?* to ruin the attention of their goalkeepers. *meh, if you can't take the loss like a man, you better off without those rusty balls anyway* So..yea, in the end Malaysia rules and kick the shit out of Indonesia. * I hope they'll do the same the next round against Indonesia at Jakarta* let's pray for their success.

 *It's time to celebrate for retribution! Long live Malaysia*