rite. salam. this week I really don't feel alive. i'm somewhat getting sick doing my training here. feels like wanna lepak home all the time only. arghhh. its a training only, already start to feel sick, dem, hopefully, my actual working days environment is not like this. sheet.

rite now i got nobody to talk to, man, why do you think i'm typing here at this time of the day? man, nobodies here are in the same track as i am, even when to communicate with people i have to use 'saya' 'awak', its not like i'm talking to a girl, arghh, 'ang' 'aku' had been completely thrown away, even worst, these student here keep on calling me 'abang', wtf? i've never told them to address me like that, we are not in a much year gap man, even my youngest sis doesn't address me as they all do, haih

watever it is, i still got how many days to go through all these? man, let it go on fast, i don't think i could stand all these long enough, soon i'll be 'weng', i'm gone.