I'm not a saint

my head was throbbing, tahap maximum, and it was like 3.30 a.m when she made noises, unpacking her stuffs, rearranged her mini cupboard. oh! come on, why she couldnt wait until tomorrow? ( i mean like today?). and I suffered from critical headache, fever attacks with no mercy, dan si minah tak faham bahasa itu masih tak faham segala macam hints protest yang saya bagi seperti

a) cakap ADUH PENINGNYE to the maximum volume

b) ketuk locker banyak2 kali

dan si minah itu masih selamba pasang lagu dari laptop tahap full blast (macam dia sorang sahaja ada laptop)

" ish minah ________ sorang ni, kau memang sengaja mencabar tahap kesabaran aku bukan? " itu monolog dalaman.

Around 4.00 a.m, where I've been pushed to the verge when she didnt bother my subtle signs of protest, so I came to her room.

me : "do you mind if I called u a BI***? "

her : "who the hell are u to call me like that?"

me : "so, stop acting like one! "

terus berlalu, and she screamed like a hooligan " F*** you! "

" like I care bitch! "

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salam reader(s)

Maaf, seseorang telah berjaya 'unleashed' the grounded inner demon. Benci sungguh perasaan yang macam ini. Saya taknaklah buat musuh dengan sesiapa pun lagi-lagi bila dah final sem macam ni. Tapi kalau dah tahap melampau kesabaran saya pun ada limitnya.

And now,I've thinking about how should I say sorry to her,because she disappeared after a little nice conversation itu. and I started to hate myslef for being such a vulgar, yang parents saya tak pernah selama ni ajar. Apparently!

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mood : my world is crumbling. I miss Ahmad secara tiba-tiba even he is nowhere to be detected.