Assalamualaikum and hello, peepz!
I'm alone in the room and I'm bored to death. I revised a subject just now and I need a coffee break. There's no coffee on my pantry so I go blogging.
I haven't been up to 24 hours away from Papar, I missed home already. Why can't we have 3 days for weekend? :p
Loneliness is killing me, it makes me think about home, family, and Ifo. Cruel.
Tonight I'm shocked by the unrevealed mystery of our room. It's happening again. Just like last semester, my foods gone missing. Not only the crackers in my Tupper-ware were gone without a trace, but the unopened box of Jacobs breakfast biscuits now just has 2 packets left inside. I haven't open the box since I bought it last week, but it's weird now that there's no ripped sign on the box. It's still perfectly sealed just like the first time I bought it.
Man, this thing really sends chill under my spine. It's freaking me out like hell. Plus that I'm alone right now, it's spooky. Something is wrong with this room, it's not a safe place anymore. I need to move out by next semester.
Oh mummy, oh daddy, I so need a car and a house if possible. :p
And I missed both of you.
I think I might need a strongbox too. A big one. Only for my stocks of foods. Tee-hee.
What a demand.
I gotta get back to study now.