Dear Diary

Broga

These few days I wasn't feeling emotionally well. Firstly it was the weather creating chaos, secondly it's one of those woman mood swings which are inevitable.

After UPSR I was assigned for assisting in the camp in Broga. It was pleasant actually, the food, facilities, and weather. Us teachers did little job since its all segregated, plus a few reliable guys are present. We sang K and had barbeque, and chatted nothing for hours.

Another thing was I had been long awaiting for a date with nature. The trek to the hills was an amazing experience. With purple flowers covering the steep mountains and a horizon of greens.

However kids nowadays are totally horny. That Saturday night, 4 boys sneaked into girls dormitory and messed with their bras, and also a case of snapping pics from the dorm window.

When I returned to school, a colleague was trying to move her car in front, instead she put R and rammed into a zink storehouse. It sounded like her car deflatted, but when inspected, not even a kemek. Apparently Saga old version are hard.

When I drove home, it rained really heavy in Port Klang. My car was rocking left to right when pelted by the storm. So I stopped by at JJ to claim the last of my gym visit pass to get a 149 rebate. Yet turns out I'm short of one but I submitted the form anyway.