Sometimes, sitting at home can be exciting and boring. I am the type who loves to hang out with friends, cheer them up, laugh with them, eat with them, joke with them, laugh at them. What I do not understand is, why am I treated like an 8 yr old boy? Oh yeah. 8 yr old. Especially my dad. Sometimes I'm mad about it. But until yesterday morning, I speak up to him. Hah. I hope it works. Can you imagine 8 yr old? And Im 18 already? Some of my closest cousin like Faisal or Afiq, same age with me, but they are not treated like me. Some of my friends, EVEN had a motorcycle, can hang out late till night and blah blah blah. Sometimes I don't understand my parents. I really don't. That's why I hope they can treat me like an adult already, oh please.
Oh well. How's your headbanging? Can't resist the sound of trance. Hahaha! Well, grad night is around the corner. I have still yet to consider what kind of attire to wear. How about school uniform? Hahaha! Lame la.