pledged to myself to face whatever the haps or tidings in front of me, it would be like the more the days, the better it is. but it wasnt happen. sometimes too much thinking of happiness like money makes people be delirious. im in that part of less delirious. but still, i am. people love money right? but not only me, everyone would fight if only they dont get their right, right? i'll explain how possible it is to correlate money and a son of a -beach- who likely running from his obligation.
7 mobility students of Northern University of Malaysia went to these buildings to find him, to ask our money. total amount of ours is around 30 million. too much for himself to bought her daughter some toys. yaaa except he too much of get laid and having dozens of kid. but the point is, someone there is playing with us. play with our money. no. my parents money. but soon be mine. okay, back, that i need it back. thats it. im wondering now like a derpina face. how could he pledges to us to process it and give it today, but didnt give any kind of fact. he took holiday for about 2 weeks and left his promise. i really hate you, encik. i dont know why all the time, money categorized as sensitive part of life. plus with the tricky birocracy in here. its too complex. is that too hard for you encik, just to sign it before you go to your happy holiday huh? is that because we are too cute? fq. is that because we are indonesian? yo mama please. dont be too fat of money, dont be racist. thats still my argument. but i think so, because most of the elites here look like that. thats one of so many reasons why i dont like malaysian. but not all of them. i just said for elites okay, not for my malaysian friends. okay, at least, till tomorrow, those 7 students are gonna wait for the 'sensitive part of life' to be back to their hands. if it is not so, therefore they should called the malaysian elites of Northern University of Malaysia are cheaters, swindlers, liars, corruptor, or likely else.
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