Somebody might wonder why I always post just “sad”, “depress” or else not very creative.Well, my answer is this, I will write when I feel not so good or in other word, when I feel sad or that sort of emotions.I think our inspiration to write is varied depend on each individual.This morning, Sagal (my housemate) she asked me to borrow 200 pounds from me again! Seriously though people, she hadher loan came in during January and that suppose to be half year allowance, but there we go! she has already finished those nearly six thousand pounds, in that! Les than 4 months. She said that she will pay me back the end of May…I for the first time that I had enough of her so I did say “no”. I’ve learnt from her a lot, learnt that people can lie just to get what they want. She taught me on how to recognize such a big liar like herself! She has such a talent that when she needs something from me, she will come up to my room and start chat me away, makes me confused on what purposes that she want from me, she will maek up or will have lots of reasons to say that she’s in desperate of money and ended up promising that she will give me back, when with certain amount of money.You know what? I never get what she promised except when borrowed a big chunk out of me (which is of course she had to pay me back) but if like 5, 10 up to 50 pounds , she can easily forget. Ah well, what can I say, really, if not goodbye!One reason that forced me to flee myself away from this house is her. I cannot stand to be her Cash Machine anymore.Though she has done many things to me, shouted at me when she was drunk just that Ziba wasn’t at home for her to shout at, borrowed my money, taken my food without telling and other things, I do not angry with her and yet do not hate her either. But I had enough, Iforgive her but I won’t forget.She will be one of my life lesson that I will have to re-read it again.
