Kereta Kerbau

How could I ever think that the As is the biggest ever mistake in my life? When all that can be concluded is that I brought it all up to myself. I was the ambitious one, too keen on wanting to achieve my so-called desirable way of life. A sense of fulfillment meant to mislead me, and one that I can never ever achieve. Right, I should have known, I am mostly delusional.

What the exams has brought upon me is endless anxiety, sleepless nights, my mind working a cyclone, not daring to shut off the light when I go to bed, abundance of junkfood slithering down my throat like some sorta addictive drugs and total social awkwardness.

Really, some neighbours should just mind their own business and not make it seem like what's worrying my parents are nothing to them. They can just shut the hell up because their presence have never been appreciated anyway. And no, it's not a whole group of them. Just one insignificant whatever who thinks that she's the most influential human being on planet earth.

I would definitely wanna migrate to the moon once I'm done. But that's too far-fetched. I'd just like to move somewhere else for that matter. I think what I need is a new environment. Far from those prying eyes of annoying neighbours. Coz I've been living in the very same neighbourhood, same housing estate, same bloody apartment for most of my life. That sums up twenty odd years.

And at the rate my mum explodes for everytime people around here irritates her, it only shows that it's time for us to pack up and move somewhere else. When people here becomes common story in your life they THINK they understands you inside out when they DON'T, it has become a fatal place to live in. I don't think they will bother to help when my family's in trouble coz all they ever do is yakkk their heads off thinking that they know everything in this godamned world.

I will get out of exams hell in less than a week and I'd be so relieved. Of course there are the buts somewhere out there. Just because exam's over, it does not mean I'm totally off the hook ayyy. But whatever, I just wanna get it over and done with, and when it ends, I'm gonna bury this godforsaken phase of my life a few hundred feet underneath this world. And I'm NEVER gonna talk to my grandchildren about it, ever. Yeah, W-T-F all you want. Hah.

In the meantime, I'll try to survive expo and coffee bean and the endless amount of junkfood I've readily submitted myself to. At least for this week, there's this import car show thingy going on. Alright, pardon my in-exactness (is there sucha word?). It's basically an exhibition of some of the hottest cars from the whole wide world. But I think not, coz I doubt that they have a hot pink seven series retractable hard top BMW. Ha ha ha. It's mostly those guyyyyy kinda cars, ya know with incredible built-in performance, turbo and horseyy whatever.

Ok ok, I know nuts about all this car thingy, I'm just in for the IMAGERY. Ooohhh right. As long as the car looks good, I'd fall head over heels for it. In built performance shouldn't be a bother. Coz you know, I know, women makes lousy drivers, so why would we wanna depend on much in-built performance when we'd just resort to doing 'em all LIVE. For all I know, when I finally get a driver's license, I'd pulled off a LIVE PERFORMANCE in the middle of ECP. Haha!

Anyhow, I did get a glimpse of some of the cars from the entrance. And they are seriously brilliant on looks. I wanna go inside the hall for some look-look-see-see session but I may end up so jakun I'd pass off as a wannabe. Ok wait, I AM a wannabe. And then there's those scantily-clad female models hovering around the cars as though they are major car fanatics. Which they probably are, I'd like to be more positive here. But do they have guys in speedos accompanying those pretty pretty cars? Maybe that will happen when Hillary Clinton becomes the next U.S president. Uhhh, no connection here. LOL.