Tuesday, February 2, 2010 @ 9:19 PM
* The egoiste who haunts my life
I finally passed my BCLS retest. Grrrhh, why does CPR have to be so tiring? But nevermind, i'm simply happy that I passed. I reached school at 7.30am okay! Mata aku dah koyak geng, tido dalam train headbanging. Lucky thing aku boleh tahan salivary glands aku. My dad wanted to send me actually but I don't like the idea of having helmet hair and I had a strong feeling that I was gonna have a TERRIBLE hair day if I tumpang-ed his bike.
So lessons start at 8.30am and ended at 10am. Pfft, kinda wasted my time lah please. But makes no difference lah cause had to take my restest anyways. I broke down in the lecture hall. I've never cried in public because of my family problem before. I always feel like breaking down whenever I picture my dad crying. I know he feels helpless cause my mum is the dominant one in this house. I feel helpless to. Especially being a teenager, we always want to voice out our own opinions. We want to be heard.
We are sensitive. Some of us show it but some just don't. Everybody has problems but at least they manage to look picture perfect when it comes to family portraits. Mine can't even pretend to be happy when it comes to family gatherings or whatnots. I want my family to go out together and have dinner, movie, bowling etc. Everybody doesn't seem to have a problem, only my mum.
BIG TERRIBLE SIGH!
So I went home at 12 cause Fad and Luqman requested that I stay with them till their next class starts. I had my Oreo Ice Blended! Soooo nice lah! I went home straight and showered, ingatkan nak take a power nap but just couldn't. So I Facebook-ed and bloghopped. And then someone gave me a surprise visit at my block's carpark.
AZIZ! Hahaha.
He suddenly called and told me that he was at my carpark. So we talked on the phone until he rode back home. Random dude sia dia tu. So yeah, after that I laid down on my bed, had a long thought of what's currently disturbing my life and feel asleep, waking up to my mum cooking my favourite dish. Maybe deep down she cares. She's just the type who doesn't show it. I don't know. Gaaarrrhhhh!