boredom doesnt kills, if it does, i would be dead by now.

i need to do SOMETHING. something that i like, of course. i need to work and earn some money. i can see those springfield students in their classes sitting down, listening to the teacher. very familiar picture. a year ago, i was just like them, seated, vandalising/sleeping/studying/homeworking/etc/etc. oh gawd. i cant possibly miss those times ritee.. oh no no no. maybe i do. its really fun in class, u know. ohh noooo.

everytime i think about The Results, i shiver. mother wants me go to jc. mother wants me to be a teacher. i want to do a diploma in tp. i do not want to be a teacher.

mother: kin, masok jc then jadi teacher sudah.
me: no, i am not interested.
mother: nanti, ader jugak interest lamer2.
me: jgn ikot2 org boleh tak.
mother: maner ader ikot2 org. teacher kan bagus, stable job, no retrenchment, long vacation.
me: *rolls eyes*
mother: teacher pun challenging per.
me: kalau sumer org pikir cam ma, sumer tak keje lain, sumer jadi teacher.
mother: *finally shuts up*

ah hurrah. we will see how it goes okay. but i can tell one day she will make me one because she will prolly offer me to buy a peugeot. just like sis.