haiz... so busy... so tired... so stress.. and still, i have to find some times to make a police report....
my matric card.... i lost it...no but i didn't lost it.. but still i lost it. yar.. but i didn't lost it. no i didn't lost it.. but its lost..
wat ever... now i have to pay 10 dollars to things that i didn't lost.. no.. to things that i've lost but i didn't lost it...

*complicated...

everyone tells me not to pay for the lost matric card. even my sis says so too.. but.. they dun want to admit that they lost it. and i have no prove to say they lost it. if they dun want to pay for it, i won't have a matric card. if i want my matric card , i have to pay for something that i didn't lost..

~haiz.. but its lost... so.. who is that mysterious lady who wear a spect with many colorful beads on it? ever since tat day, i've never seen her before.. and i dunno her name.. forgotten how she looks like... its 3 months! i went down again and again and they ask me to do the same things and ask me to wait for the call.. i waited, go down, waited go down. drag for 3 months.. now they dun want to admit it....
urgh~