koko moko loko

dear koko, a huge HATE for you, bastard! ughh, why do you have to exist? every damn wednesday, you would suck the joy and happiness out of me. eff you. you know, i used to like you. alot. i was in the police cadet team in high school. from form 1 to form 5. my journey as a police cadet was awesome. i was not ashamed to say that being a police cadet was my passion and i put my heart and soul into it. but then i came here. i thought things would be the same. i thought i would still have the chance to do what love. but apparently, not anymore. the komanders are so annoying. tak boleh ke kalau nak tegur tu, cakap elok elok? perlu ke tengking tengking? perlu ke buat muka ketat dengan kteorg? tak boleh atleast senyum? susah sangat? ke mmg korg dilatih untuk menjadi robot. sorry la, i cant accept the way you guys treat us. we can respect you, if you do the same. we are not dogs and should not be treated like dogs. we can follow your instructions, no problem with that. but could you say it nicely? please? koko start pukul 5 sampai pukul 7 ptg. kadang kadang mesti la ada orang datang lambat sikit kan. bukan nye sengaja pun. maybe orang tu habis class lambat. pastu pergi solat asar ke. be considerate la sikit. kalau lambat, dorg akan menjerit jerit dekat kteorg suh lari cepat. sampai pernah sekali, dia jerit dekat sorang rakan ni, "cepat la! aku pun sembahyang jugak!" apa? kau sembahyang 1 rakaat je ke sengal? kalau nak tegur pun agak2 la sikit. jaga bahasa anda tu. bukan nye susah pun. budi bahasa kan budaya kita. huh, nasib baik kumpulan aku best, jurulatih pun best. takde la sakit hati sgt bila pergi koko. just sakit hati tengok muka ketat mereka tu. get a effing life man. huh.

kbyeeloser.