I'm sick of telling how bad every single day of 2011 is.

So every single time I post, you should know that my days sucked. That's all.
I woke up at about 9AM, went down to eat breakfast and planning to prepare for that Johor thing which could bail me out of school tomorrow.... and guess what.

My mom says we're not going anymore.

Seriously, I know how some people would just like... find out that their relative is sick and wanna visit them, then just cause of a phone call telling them that the person is feeling alittle better, then they decided to be all "Oh okay, then there's no point of visiting you" or what-so-ever.

Oh mai god. I bet I can list out a whole hell lot of misfortunes coming my way in the next 10 months.

Many people say that PMR year is such a nice year and all that, but I have to admit it's nothing but shit atm.
I don't even have the mood to study anymore, so I have to force myself whether I like it or not.

But I'm honestly very upset thou.
Bye.