Today is soooooooooo not my day. Not to mention, I missed my appointment as I woke up late. Then, it started off like any other day, me going to get something to eat. I remember I still had my room key when I bought the food. Then, when I want to get back to my room, I realise I don't have it. Panic strikes as I went around to look for it. No signs of the key. I quickly rush to my block's headmistress but realise the bloody bitch is not in. There is a sign there saying that the housemistress on duty this month is in HA. It's like having to walk 10 minutes to get there. Grumbling, not in a mood, scolding myself for losing it I went to HA and get the key and the padlock cutter from her. Asking one of the guard to help me cut it(as the housemistress mention I couldn't cut it myself)he offered a ride in his motorcycle(which is so much faster). Boy, he was fast and I felt like I can drop off from the motorcycle any minute then. After reaching to my block(and a series of heart attack), I ran to my room and ask him to cut the padlock. Then, I realise the master key DOES NOT FIT at all. I thought the HA housemistress mentioned that I have to get the key from my block's housemistress room, I ran downstair and open it. To my horror, I saw my housemistress naked in her room. FUCK WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON(and euwwwwwwwwwwwwww naked womannnnnnnnnnnnnn). I quickly ran out and waited for her to come out. After shouting and arguing, only to know that I'm not suppost to open her room(housemistress blabbing: In case you didn't know, you're not suppost to bulge into my room and the key is suppost to fit every room.) I was like "well it doesn't fit mine *sarcastically*. I ran up to the guard, hopefully my room is not locked apart from the padlock. Luckily it isn't, then I ran down to tell the housemistress and give the guard the master key back. What a day, I sat down to type in here what happen(wondering why is the seat hot when I'm already like gone for long time), I look around hopefully no one came into my room and steal something and I saw it....MY KEY ON MY BED! WHAT IS GOING ON!!!!!!!!URGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHAT A FREAKING NIGHTMARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*sigh* My 20th birthday was a huge disaster you guyz. IT SUCKS TO THE MAX! At first, my pre-celebration with June in Genting's Salem Rave Party wasn't that perfect(the who who know why lahhhh) but it was fun! I really treasured it a lot. Thank you June *huggie kissie*. Then was thinking going back to Kuantan to celebrate because Kuantan is hosting the National Day this year(thinking there might be lots of foreign cuties back there) so I went back. The day before my mum offered to make me my birthday cake, thinking there will be no secret recipe back in Kuantan, I let her do it in one condition, the cake must be perfect. To some of you, 21st birthday is much more important than the 20th birthday but to me it's the opposite. In my opinion, the big 2-0 is when I'm not a TEEN-ager anymore and of course, it means I'm an adult now. I really wanted that particular day, 30th of August, 2004 to be as perfect as it is. But there is no such thing as perfect in this world, unfortunately.
I was waiting the whole day for someone to called me to wish me happy birthday. One of my best friend(Alicia Hue)called me and wished me happy birthday. I was delighted. She was so sweet trying to be the first to wish me happy birthday *touched*. Then, June message me and wished me again. But, after this two messages, it stops. Desperated to know who else will wished me, I've waited until 5 o'clock, watching the closing ceremony of the Olympics 2004 that was so boring that I've dozed off. Woke up around 5 something, as I the groggy me walks up to my room and continue sleeping.
Morning comes and wakey me(except it's at noon that time :P). The first thing I did was to check on my phone if anyone left any message or missed called me. First to read, Elizabeth who was in Aussie wished me happy birthday *touched again*. Second sms, Ah Zhan(someone I hated but was shocked she remembered it) wished me happy birthday too. Then...nothing. I was dissapointed but giving excuses to myself, thinking some people might be as blur as me(as I sometimes forgot someone's birthday too). The whole day I was waiting for my so-called friends(fiends more like it) to wish me happy birthday and to invite me out. But still not a single SMS from them. Mum asked me out to buy ingredients for my birthday cake. Menu= Strawbery Cake. We went to search the whole Kuantan for farking strawberries but none of them has it, not even pathetic small malaysian made strawberries. I was dissapointed as I wanted everything to be perfect. So I was in my grumpy mood again. Mum keeps on blabbing to me about my so-called friends, for being so stupid to do everything for them on their birthday but when it comes to mine, they never do a thing. Already almost crying, I argued back. End up, my mum give up trying to make a cake for me. I fetch her to some cake shop, and I went to buy a cake for myself(how sad it that)then fetch her home and ask her to chill the cake for me as I will go out and do my beauty routine before the big night.
The actual reason is because I really need to cry badly. After few metres from my house, I cried and cried and cried. ON MY BIRTHDAY~! I couldn't take it. It's too much to bare. I was really hoping someone would comfort me but no one did. I think lots of people saw me in my car while driving and crying but I dont' give a fark. *singing* It's my birthday(instead of party) and I CRY if I want to, CRY if I want to, CRY if I want to... I went to touched up my manicure and hair saloon. Then, I called up all my friends(even the fiends of mine, thinking maybe they would actually give me a surprise party or something)and asked them out. All of them told me they would call me up later and confirm with me(which the end up cancelling anyway). The stupid hair saloonist was taking too much time on my hair that I end up going home only around 9pm. I quickly rushed to shower(stupid farker was raining heavily too that time) and wear my birthday suite. We were suppost to go to this nice japanese restaurant but my dad says it's closed by now. So we went to another sucky jap restaurant owned by my fathers friend. IT SUCKS! I hate the food there but I can't complain anything because of my poor time management.
Then, we went back. My dad was rushing out to party with his friends that he totally forgotten to cut my birthday cake with me. Hurt, I almost cry but my dearest mum was there for me. Although there were only two of us, I was really really happy. I huged and kissed her a lot that night. Then I took my time and wear my another birthday suite and called my long lost godbrother. He invite me to be with his friends. I accept him and went to the club we were suppost to meet(Boom Boom). I was looking around for like half and hour for him(although the farking club was so farking small)but still no sign of him(he was covered up by lots of ppl in the dance floor). Feeling pissed off, I stand aside. Lots of my not so closed friends came and say hie and keeps on treat me with some drinks. I took the offered, gulping down every single classes of whiskey they offered. Well, at least they know the existance of me. Then my godbrother, let's call him Lester. Lester saw me and pulled me out of the club to...guess what...CHAT WITH ME???WTF I wanted to club not CHAT!!!!!!Anyway glad he pulled me out of the club also because not long after, people below(it's an underground club) starts to put up a fight and everyone was rushing out. Some even got hurt. I was pissed so I left the bloody nightmare and drove around. Little did I realise I'm not ready to end the night yet.
I was thinking of going to R8(another club) alone as I kinda knew the manager and it would be awesome to drink and club myself to death(since I was in a sober mood). But I called Alex(another fiend of mine) instead and he asked me to join them in Hyatt(they're just hanging out). Stuck in a bloody jam for one and a half hours(which I usually take 10 minutes to drive there during daytime and 5 minutes, at night). When I actually arrived, they are so into their new friend of theirs that they TOTALLY ignored me. At least Edmund was cool enough to stuck behind and keep me company. I was standing in front of them, thinking that they would at least wish me happy birthday but none of them did. Pissed off, I went off as fast as I can and bought food to eat(suddenly I felt I needed to eat something) and went back to my home. Was suppost to stay up whole night so that I could get a look at the parade tomorrow but couldn't take it when the clock strikes at six. Decided to end the night, I went to sleep. END OF THE FARKING STORY, I'm too farking sobber to continue right now.