I should be studying my ass off right about now so, I'm gonna make this a quick one. After all, I already feel so darn guilty for waking up so late and not doing much mugging in the morning. You see, I woke up late and then, I had to go off with my mum to go to some tuition centre in which she was gonna enroll me in. I tell you, it's the most ulu tuition centre ever! We had NO idea where the entrance was so went all around Khatib Central looking for it. Until finally with some barber's directions, we managed to find that enrance. And so my mum registered me to this class. Specifically to study A-Math 'cos my A-math is like... well, you know. I tell you, I'm a bit pissed 'cos I swear, Tuition Centres are a total rip-off!! I mean, it should be ILLEGAL for someone to charge you So much money for something that only ocurs two hours a week, once a week. My mum had to pay $200 FREAKIN' dollars for one subject. And $94.80 subsequently for every month. For FOUR measly lessons. I mean, you would think that with that kind of charge, they would organise say right classes a month. But NO, it's FOUR measly lessons. Two hours per lesson. So, basically, if I don't study my ass of and get good marks for my prelims, all that money would've been a total and complete waste. Great, like I needed anymore pressure. My class starts immediately tomorrow morning. I hope it's useful. After all, my mum used my birthday money for it. She whispered, "That money was reserved for your birthday present, by the way. So, we may not be able to afford your rebonding next month." Whatever, lah. I seriously wonder WHY they need to charge so much. When there're people who charge say 6 bucks an hour, tuition teachers charge a hundred. Rip-off, I tell you... RIP-OFF!!!

Right, so anyway, I'm gonna move on from my angry state to a better one. I'm gonan share with y'all a bunch of funny pictures which Diyanah, Gaya and I took in between lessons at the tiolet. No, don't worry, it's not some random pictures of us cam-whoring in front of the mirror. It's actually a bunch of tablos of what secrets lie behind the closed doors of the girl's cubicles. And now I present...