Hear Me Confess

Confession #1: I still wear the jeans that I bought a week before raya. It hasn't touched the washing machine yet.

Confession #2: I lied to my group members, with the excuse that I had to attend a funeral. Truth is, I 'chickened out' at the eleventh hour. Turned out that the lab session wasn't as horrible as what's being projected by my imagination.

Confession #3: Since the day I found out that I drove home with a 3/4 flat tyre, I started to develop a phobia, which will make me constantly inspect all tyres whenever I get a weird, uncomfortable feeling, even if it means having to pull over.

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