im sad, angry, pissed off and i nid to kill sumone
i spend 3 months of my miserable lyfe to save up to get a pair of havanas for myself
and now, itz gone!
itz gone juz lyke dat?
i wonder where is my havanas now?
it must be sumwhere in a cold, dark place
it must be crying and praying dat ill juz come by and take it away frm dat havanas stealer tinggy
i miss my havanas so freaking much dat my feet is aching
the lost havanas left me walking home in the rain with a pair of filthy toilet slippers under my poor feet!
how humiliating is dat?
curse dat havanas stealer...i hope ur toe wud be stuck in a hole sumwhere
and u cant wear my precious havanas coz ur toe is bundled in a contaminated bandage and it
cant fit in it...hahahahaaha
so BEWARE!!!!
anione hu has a swollen toe wud be my prime suspect!
ill get to the bottom of this... u'll see.
muahahahahaahahahaha

i remembered that faithful day so clearly
it was raining n just lyke every other sunday, i had to attend madrasa frm 8.30 to12pm
i was late as always. waited for darlink hidayah so we'll attend class together
in other werds, we were both late. lol!
so we talked n laughed our oesophagus out as we head to madrasa
wen we reached, i placed my beloved havanas rite next to hidayah's sandals
then we happily went to class
that day, class was kinda boring.... normal lessons
reminding us abt wat sinners we are
i juz sat there n listen. lil' cuzzie was absent as she got sum skool tinggy
poof..... watever
i havent seen her for 2 weeks now. haiz..
zaki told us to stay back for 30 mins after class to discuss abt "perjumpaan hari raya"
i didnt want to go coz im werking and i need to go home and get sum beauty sleep or else, i might strain my muscles. lol!
at 12, i juz wen outta class happily, tinking abt my bed while hidayah stayed
wen i reached the shoe rack, my heart sanked partially
MY HAVANAS WASNT THERE!!
i thought, ok yana, stay clam.... it might be kicked sum where
u juz need to search
n so i searched
AND IT STILL WASNT ANIWHERE TO B FOUND!!!!
ok so now my heart realli sanked
i called hidayah
she told mi to come up to the calss room
i went up and ended up attending the briefing anw
at 1, hidayah went down wid mi to hunt for my havanas
my heart sanked deeper wen itz still wasnt there
i was left wif no choice but to borrow the mosque slippers
n guess wat they gave mi?
a pair of toilet slippers
i was so disgusted wif my own feet that i hate myself the whole way home
i was cursing n swearing under my breath the whole journey
no word cud express how upset i am
itz a realli bad day for mi

n wen i reached home, my stinky bro made fun of mi
i juz hope he's toe wud get stuck too

anw, thankz hidayah for listening to mi whining juz now
i cant help myself
there goes my money