heya blog!

just came back from school and feeling miserably sticky all over.
can't use the toilet yet.
na-ah.

not when my half-an-hour-shower bro is in there.

anyhow.
i just received news that i'm dumped in class S28,
when im clearly supposed to be in an arts class.

maybe the Almighty placed me there for a reason.
well, not that i'm the one to be talking about piety.

so, updates.
1) dinah and the rest of the malay peeps have got a sudden addiction towards the rubix cube.
2) i've got a bit fatter, or so i hope.
3) mas selamat spotted near pjc concluded to be a false alarm of some sort.
4) shazwan shaved off his moustache(or whatever bits of it there were)
5) farah still hasn't stopped her fetish towards fair-skinned people.
6) Billy's mom has found a way to stop 'accidentally' hitting poop's butt out of shock.
otherwise the poor pup's but would have concaved in by now.


oh yeah.
i related something with dinah earlier today.
about getting angry and blowing up.

usually, it's the people whom you rarely and i do mean rarely get angry that are the scariest when they blow up.
and when i say scary, i DO mean scary.

i don't know whether any of the peeps have ever seen me angry to such an extent though.

but, i feel.
for some reason.

i feel it's coming.

the time will come when i shall blow up and all eyes shall turn and witness the excessively melodramatic legacy that zhafri has had to leave behind in Pioneer Junior College :




The Day Zhafri Blew Up.

*with dramatic background sound effect*



i wouldn't fancy myself patient but i do think that i rarely get angry.

to me it's almost like a luxury to get angry.
cuz i never find any reason to.
that's just who i am.

but give me one reason.

one

FREAKING

good

reason for me to get mad,




let's see what happens.
*raises one eye-brow*

but till then.


till then,





i'll just hold the lava in.


but when the time comes,


i won't hold back.









trust me.