Alma tweet-ing at my face in class.

Okay, this is so stupid. I was in class, I can't remember what subject it was. Anyway, Alma is sitting in front of me in class and I was like laughing with Naimi at the back. Anyway, she was looking at me with that face and I was like 'what are you looking at?' and she's like making this innocent face and tweet-ed! She TWEET-ED at my face! What the hell was that?! I was laughing about it all day! Haha. Felt like ROFL the whole day. Haha! Oh btw, the subject was Geography.

I will ROFL and LMAO at the same time!

Okay, so this is what happened, we were having this beauty contest in school. And me and a couple of friends are suppose to manage the stage and the decorations and stuff. So, as usual, I will make a joke about everything and said to Naimi that what will happened if I join the beauty contest and emberassed myself by ROFL on the red carpet when it's my turn, that must be funny. Naimi was like 'let's make a video and you will ROFL and LMAO at the same time! That would be awesoooome!' and we laughed about it and cant believe ourselves.

How me and Naimi rocked it last Wednesday.

Well, nothing good happened but me and Naimi was some awesome DJs that day. Our school was having this Miss Personality Muslimah contest. It's like a beauty pageant. And I got picked to do the music section. But the teacher doesn't seem to like the songs I played, who cares about what the teachers think, eh? The students like it and that matters most anyway.

I wish I was Jesus.

The trip is pathetic and I can't see the motive of doing it as well. I regret.

My school was having a trip today to the BORING National Archive and the BORING-er Parliament. So, I was looking forward to it because we are not gonna be studying, who wouldn't appreciate the teacher for that, eh? Anyway, the archive was nothing, but it was pure boredom! they showed us this videos about Malaysia and stuff, it was fucken bored. Sal slept, no offense LOL. Then, we head to this gallery where there are tonnes of like posters where they have the pictures of Prime Ministers of Malaysia and stuff on them and as usual, to make myself live longer, I made a joke that the picture of the Prime Minister is totally checking me out because his eyes were right at me, so everyone laughed about it. The breakfast sucked. Okay, to get my point about this whole jesus thing for this post's title, when we reached the Parliament, we are ordered to get straight in line and wait for something. So, there's this dude making a speech and all, my mind wander off some place else, and they even act like they're the airport or something when they have the metal detector and the bag scanning thing. They don't even allowed us to bring our phones in, sick or what? So anyway, we are going to watch ministers debating and stuff, so we are placed in this hall. The seats are limited, so, when it was time to get in, me and Naimi was about to get in the seats and it was full. So some bitchy worker asked us to go wait in the waiting room. It was bored to death! I swear! So, me and Naimi sat together in some seats where it's like in the movies or something. Like the seat flips when there's no one sitting on it, anyway, I was sitting beside me and as always, I randomly said that being Jesus must be so cool, having people say your name everytime, you may think I'm being offensive but I'm just being random as always and I even said to Naimi that owning a baseball bat without knowing how to baseball is so cool. HAHA. Oh and btw, the way ministers laugh is so different than normal people do because when they laugh, they don't let their voices out, they tapped the table repeatedly instead so it would be more funnier. They make this political jokes where normal people won't understand. And we also have to bow when we are about to leave the hall where they're doing the debating. But the minister ignored, so I can't see the point of doing it. I was feeling like ROFL all the time.

Okay, so my boyfriend IS crazy.

I have the cutest boyfriend ever. Why should I ask for more? He's more than enough. I love you, Alex. I want to keep you forever. Eventhough we fight a lot, I still want you in many reasons. I hurt you so much, but I love you, that counts. You matter the most, you make me happier than ever, I would only spend my life with you. I know how nuts you are sometimes and how random you could get, I understand you and your needs. I will always be with you.

My shrink made me bipolar.

So here goes, this is fact, I know it's random, but it's true. I am bipolar. I have bipolar disorder. Maybe it sounds weird but I am. I've been to therapy and stuff, but I still believe I'm not one. I am having an appointment today but I think I'll bail. I don't see what's wrong with me but I slit my arms, I agree it is stupid and not worth doing, but trust me, I like doing it. The pain pleasures me, shit, I do sound weird, this is hard to believe but whatever. I can't hide facts. I f you don't know what bipolar means, look it up. My ex suggests if I should go to a shrink. Oh, you dont know how much I hate that shrink. I think he's the only one who thinks I am bipolar. Gaaaah, Malaysians. Sometimes, I wish I'm not one of them.

I lost concious on driving and shisha.

Last nigt was fun! I drove myself to Pavilion with my dad's BMW. I was suppose to buy myself something for breakfast, after that I was bored and I decide to go to hang around Pavilion. On my way there, Amar called, he asked me if I want to join him shisha with a couple of friends. I agreed so I met him there. It was kinda awkward because I was the only girl there, but we get along. I almost drank alcohol too! That was not good. I was lucky I didn't get caught driving without a licence. There's some guy staring at me across the restaurant, he kept winking up my face, Amar noticed that too. Naimi was texting me about how stalker-ish people are in school. It was Yasser from 4K. Haha. You're funny, Yasser. He sent the text at her dad instead of her. I think he digs her father. LOL. I almost ROFL. I went home at 3 in the morning, I slept at 5. Luckily, my dad didn't notice.

I was dancing and I knocked down a kid.

This happened on Thursday. It was so hilarious! Okay, so I was buying a drink at the canteen with my sister, after I bought one, I was about to leave, so this is what happened, I was dancing, with Salma beside me, and I was doing this butt dancing, I shaked my butt, I didn't notice there was someone beside me, because the kid was so small and short, I think she's like 4 or something, so I butt her, and she fell, I noticed I pushed something, so I looked on the floor, and there was a girl, holding a bottle of water and at that time she wasn't crying, and when I said sorry, she was crying in a sudden, I think she wants me to feel guilty, so she fake-cried, BITCHY, eh? And I was looking around, I was so scared if her dad's there, so I was like "Salma! Run!" So my sister and me ran without looking back, to get our asses out of the canteen, I went to Farhani and I told her about what happened, and she was like "They just want to make you feel guilty, you should've ignored anyway" and I turned back to the canteen, and I saw that girl with her dad, and she was not crying, instead, she was drinking her drink, joyfully. I hate her.

LOL on me in civic's class, eh?

I was suppose to type this on Thursday, but my dad was home and I was not suppose to be online, and he wants to kick me in the ass. He has a bad temper. Anyway, Okay, so everybody was laughing at my face in class earlier. So here's the story, there was civic's class, last period, so the teacher went in, as usual. He sat, and we read our prayers and such, so, he took out this folder, for our test papers. That time, I didn't had my exams yet because I was absent on the day of the test. So, with a shameless face, I went to him and said 'I haven't took it yet' and he went 'Whaat? When I want to discuss about it, now you tell me you haven't did it yet?!'. I did this weird face on him and he goes, 'Okay then, take this paper and finish it downstairs on my table'. So I did, I went downstairs, and I saw Fara Athikah and Zulaikha, Fara said hye, I replied and continued my walk. I reached the teacher's room and saw Tr. Marziyana and asked her where is his seat. She showed his seat and I went to it, to cut to the chase, after I finished my exams, I left the paper on his desk, and went upstairs, I open the door of my class and the teacher was laughing at me because I finished it in a nick of time. He has this horrid laugh, you don't want to listen. No offense, but it's kinda rude and all. So, I did what I do best, IGNORE. So, yeah that's kinda it, now you know how rude MALAYS are, eh?

Everybody kept saying the same things.

So the thing people kept saying about me is I have good English. Yes, I don't know if it is, but whatever. Okay, let's get this clear, I don't have good English, my English is OKAY, maybe I have done some reading but thank god, I love myself but I won't get conceited. I'm good at English, maybe because I am lucky, it is MAYBE because I am not creative, art-wise. I can't draw that well. But I got an A on my art test! I am just plain lucky I guess, but I'm still not good at it. I have a low self-esteem. I felt like shit all the time, I swear. You maybe feel that I am arrogant but maybe I'm just un-friendly. I don't talk to strangers that much, so keep a safe distance from me or I'll end up dislike-ing you. SORRY, I suck at making friends. And I'm keeping it that way.

Naimi said I am a 'rempit magnet'.

Okay, what I want to tell you is very very idiotic. Recently, me and Naimi, she's a friend also a classmate, is talking about random people in random places, talking to me. Almost all of them are freaking rempits, and for you people who has no idea what that is, it is a category of human beings in malaysia, where this rempits is divided into two sections, well, for my version, LOL. Anyway, this rempits is where they have illegal motorcycle racings. And the other one is where you look like one but you don't race. What makes it worst is, the type of people who kept talking to me is the real racing rempits. Call me unlucky, yes I am. This kind of people kept raising their eyebrow up my face or waving or asking for my number, or they do this funny gesture, where they say 'EH!' and bobbed their heads like a bird up the air. You won't understand probably, but if you have then same experience, you will! I hate myself sometimes. And I always feel like putting a paper bag and shove it in my head. This is pretty random, but I think it might sounds fun to read.

My random life.

I had a couple of blogs before this. And it didn't turned out that well. Now, I'm creating a new one because at this moment, I was freaking bored and I had nothing to do as well. There was SOEP test today, and SOEP means Setiabudi Oral English Programme, yes I know, it sounds weird. Anyway, it was so intense! I mean it! This programme is done in a two way communication, and by what I mean is, the teacher will give out a picture, and she would ask questions and I should do the answering. I was pretty pissed off as well because I got the hard ones, I don't know why! I was asking her if I could re-take the test and I want to choose what questions and she goes 'every question is the same, Sara. And no, you can't re-take it. I have your marks here' and I go 'Can I do anything to get higher? Oh Oh-what about I'll make you a five page essay?!' and she replied, 'No, you can't do anything about it, Sara'. I was so pissed off, I didn't do it too well, like before every answer I'm telling her, I would go 'uhhhhh' or 'huh? what kind of question is that?' or 'do you want it in detail?' or 'can you repeat the question again?' and she was making this annoyed face, and I just kept smiling. It was funny. And the jerks in my class (which is the boys), kept surrounding my seat, and making me feel nervous as well. The questions were stupid and making me nervous. If I fail on that freaking test, Oh-yeah, I'll blame you, dickheads. And I'm targetting 90 percent and higher, I'll cry if I don't and I'll end up blaming other people. HEHE.