Not a very good day.

it's supposed to be a very good day today..
we had a great(at least for me. :p) 3 days 2 nights study group at villa angsana, again. although i slept most of time there instead of studying.. :p
what la.. the environment is superb ma.

so today is our last day of staying as I'm bond to help my mom in teaching part of her tuition. while going back stopped by and had our lunch.. guess what.. my all time favorite paper which loves me so bloody much visited me again.. yeah.. saman.. wtf..

he was right in front of me while writing that blooody saman. i keep rayu-ed him to give me a chance la bla bla.. almost cried out gela.. but tahan only.. but he said 'sudah tulis dah'

&%&&*&%%$#!!#$#$@#$%

sigh.. after he went off, i cried out in front of my friends. omg.. so malu.. it's just a saman liew may jean!!

i cried not because he don't give me another chance. i cried is because of i can't believe myself that i kena saman again (god knows how many times i kena 10?11?12?) more than that i guess. fuck.
&& i know i sure kena 99 from parents.. everytime i kena.. mommy will never comfort me. she will instead over and over again recite all my mistakes that i will never learn. it's hurt..
while dad, same thing goes on.. if i asked him to help me to settle my saman. he will like 'you think i'm so free to help you ar.. everytime also kena saman. next time....bla bla bla' but at last, he will still settle it for me.. that's the good thing about my dad.. soft hearted.

btw, this time i chose not to tell my parents about it. why? not because i'm scared of their rants. it's just not a right timing today.

here goes what happened just now.
dad's accidentally locked his carkeys inside his car with the engine on.
so he called mom and find for the spare key. searched the whole house but couldn't find it.
i accompanied my mom to pick up my dad.
when we reached there, mom non-stop ranting and spouting at my dad's mistakes..
in my heart, 'mom, dad is very tired, imagine after work still gotta attend meetings. he were rushing for it and accidentally made this mistake. everyone made mistakes right?'
if i were my mom, the first thing i will do when i see my husband is to give him a hug and say "sorry dear, i'm late.."
instead of over and over again repeating his mistake which will never change the whole situation.. in fact, it worsen the whole thing.
my dad ended with a sentence like "you don't like me disturb you is it now? then next time i don't call you la" ending with a cold war.
this don't worth a shit.
sigh..

till then.. goodnight..