The day started off achy for me. Literally and figuratively.
I even had to cancel the tuition. Yeah, that was a pain.
Now instead of 3 hours, I’ll have to do 4.5 next week. :(

Now how to pursue the dream of becoming a teacher if my immunity system is pretty fucked up?
To begin with, it is my parents’ dream that I feel obliged to fulfill.
But it’s all the same for me. So yeah, gotta make it work somehow. Insyallah. (:

Anyway, the journey home alone just now was, funny?
Here goes.
I was in the train from Outram and at the next stop, the empty seat next to me was hurriedly occupied by a Bangladeshi worker.
Ok, I am not a xenophobic freak or whatnots ok so get it straight.
Even though my intuition can be deceiving, I fucking knew he was constantly looking at me. I could sense it (I mean, you can see through the corner of your eye like that.)
“Ok, 5 or 6 more stops to JE. Just stay cool.”
Then from JE, I walked very slowly to the next train, and he actually waited for me to sit somewhere and he sat next to me, again. F?
There were too many seats around lah for heaven’s sake!
He was even grinning at me lah and showed a hand signal like “may I sit here?” Scaryyyy!
I was too lazy to stand ah so like no choice.

Like that was not enough, after two more stops, the aunty who sat on my left alighted and the seat was then taken by another Bangla who was initially sitting across. Sitting right across! Like, wtf? Wanna change change!
And so, I was sandwiched in between them. The BO certainly didn’t help my headache and it was bitterly uncomfortable. I need to breatheeeeee!

And I supposed they were both Bangladeshis because they were like showing off their phones and do what their kind do. Haha.
I know this is the norm for the girls, but God!
Dah sah dasar miang!


So ya basically that was it. I need to catch some sleep now or it’ll be fucking sinus. Fucking hate it.

And this is the new hair.
Which i like very much. (:

So sad eh to cut away my long hair which i kept for 2 long years.
But what choice do i have?
Sape suruh gatal perm rambot? Dah dasar miang mcm bangla.

Tmr a date with Babichin! (:

Nights!

-Haziqah

the fun in together, the sad in apart, the hope in tomorrow, the joy in the heart