Great!

Great!

New case shows up. Mum comes back home.... haha, after scolding Darwisy for his unreliableness, carelessness and being unappreciative for his belongings. It's 6.30 pm and she demand Abang to go and fetch his belongings that was left in class alone. I luv that, The idea of torturing him is awesome but there's one thing that I have to disagree with her which is she told my aunty that all his exercise books was not taken good care of and got crumple on all of the sides. Do you know, we stayed up one night to wrap his books and he didn't appreciate that? Hell Yea! He was a he and better yet, he was a 9 years old boy. Yea, I know he can differentiate between poops and chocolates but I don't think he can take good care of his belongings with so much care and matured at this time of age. I mean, puh-lease! Can't you figure that out. Look, I'm annoying, I'm annoyed and I'm trying to manage it. but adulthood, parenting-hood and especially mothers are so hard to deal with. They are too special, too unique. We can't go against her nor can we deny her care and love for us but mum, you should know by now, boys WILL be boys. 

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I have a blast day!

I have a blast day!

Haha.. Dad let me drove on the road, with a car and with his guidance in 0.8% trust! I'm so happy, because just about last week, dad almost got furious of me trying to drove on the road with only my sister who just got her P - license and without his permission. Ok, I have to admit. If my children do that to me too, they may be actually never see the sun sets again. Yes, It was easy. but it will be a great challenge for new-drivers like me. Now, I'm 82% confident in driving the car after having it tested just now. I'm pretty sure, I succeed in convincing my father and my mum too, to let me take the L -license ASAP. Yea, I know. I sounded like I'm rushing the time but the time travel so fast and I just want more thrill into my life. I want to feel my adrenaline rushed getting into university, love, getting married, having ****...haha and other stuff that adults do. I want it all, and I want it now! World waits for no women whose not brave enough to take challenges and beat all the obstacles along the way. I will not be that women. Full Stop. Wish me your luck. I need them.

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BadriSyah99

Look

Look!

I am 17. My aunty convince me that letting your child go freely after school is over without supervise them is wrong. Sorry, I forgot to mention that her children is going to start school in standard 1 next year and the one that is letting the child go without supervise them is the teachers. That's insane! I've been in that spot and I'm sure she too has been there. We just have to do mistakes, lots and lots of time and then we learn from it. Our brain never stops changing our minds. Once we set to do something, we change it again and that what's make the adult worried for us. What I'm actually trying to say here is, dude, Grow up! You don't have to be scared of your children's safety that badly. You spoil them too much by having them to take a nap at the evening and send them to private school. It's not like I am an anti- private school or what, but I've cried the first day of school in standard 1 and hacks, I'm still alive. And yes, I am the combination of  X and Z generation. Hey, I was born 99 but it was close to 2000. So, I was1/2 90's and 1/2 21st generation. So, GROW UP!

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Assalamualaikum W.B.T,      

      I feel stupid. First of all, I can’t agree to a lot of things and the worst part is, it seems that I hate my mum. Mum is not an adventurous type of person. Well, people are born with adventurous traits, not forced into them. And so, particularly, mum hates being one of the tribes. She falsely accused me of being late coming back from school just because she was the one that drove the car at a slow rate.  In my opinion, I think she would just give the engine a boost of horse power and let it glide gracefully on the road with full confident. But, she just aren't born with that type of confidence level. She is a scared-cat. She scared at a lot of things like the bus, the vans, the trucks, the lorries, the motorcycles, the big huge cars and SmartTag. Well, I’m not sure whether she’s scare of the cars behind her when she is using the SmartTag, but I think she just hates being stuck at the middle of the toll when the SmartTag thing rejects it’s machine. Funny right? And sometimes she’s just being a big crybaby. I mean, her supervisor is going to move out and she is the person that was responsible for the job. But, instead she refuse being on the awesome spot because she knew deep down in herself that she has no sense of leadership. She’s wrong and maybe right. She holds one of the most hardest job in school which is being the teacher that is responsible for the school’s magazine. Nobody like that job and no teacher is as dedicated as hers. She maybe the pres. but she doesn’t act as a leader in her team. Most of the work was done by her or her family and that is not good, it’s bad. So in conclusion, I don’t give much respect to her as an idol but a respect for being a great mother. But seriously I’m telling you, she can’t be my friend. Dad can be that for me. She can only be a comfort mother, a reliable mother, a trustworthy mother, a dedicated mother and a loving mother. Haih… it’s really hard when you outsmart your own mother. I maybe a 17 years old girl, but I can think better know. I’m actually glad that mum raised me perfectly like this. I mean I am a reflection of her. What am I now, is what she is when she’s young or maybe what she hoped for. So, now I’m just giving back. Giving back to her everything that she taught me. Thanks to my wonderful friends and society that has also contribute into me being a jerk now. Thanks to my dedicated teachers for also teaching me a slice of life in classes. Thanks animals for teaching me what loving nature means. Thanks objects for generating my creativity skills. Thanks a bunch again. I hope for the best on my next entry. I hope, I’m no longer hate my mother and I hope I can control my egoist level and stop being a jerk-ass person that talk bull-shits about her mother in her blog. Thank you.