Uhayyikum bitahiyyatin Islam 'ala hiya,Asslamu'alaikum warhmatullahi barakatuh...

Mabruk 'alan Najah fil munazarah!! *Takbir!!*

The Arabic debate was a blast. MWTI vs. Alj. Enjoyed it all along except for some bothersome homosapiens turned the hall into a wet market. grr. I daresay I was amazed by the debators. They speak so fluently and it was as if they do not even know the existence of "stage fright". Cool, huh?

I do not know why I am emotionless today. In fact, it still bothers me up to now. hmph. I went home right after the debate. I mean, what is there for me? So off I went home. And I did not take the usual route; the bus service no. 80. I took the train. Alone.Yep. I managed to go home alone via NEL! Victory is mine!! *ahem* Okay, big deal. But really, it is a big deal. I usually forget which at station to alight off and etc. heh. I know, I sound like a nerd. Ok. I am one. So, yeah.

My room was a mess; full of junks. My sisters' junks, they were. Since my room has transformed into somewhat pengantin mode, I think something feels just not right. I do not know whether I am being too sensitive or what. Maybe it is because of school. The caregivers keep pressurising us, complaining about our bad performance.

Hello?? We are all slacking because of you people lah! Am I exaggerating? Yes. Argh.
I apologise. But it really is SICKENING, having someone breathing on your back every now and then. I know their intentions are good but hey, give us a break. We are human beings with feelings, mind you.

djjdasdjjf. That's all uh. Salaam.