rant on rent house

what was my previous entry eh? 

oh, heck it. i cant remember. now i have some time to kill, and i did my job so i am just going to sit down and write this quietly. 

sometimes problems in life are there to just test you. God is looking at us and wanting to see what would our reactions be when He gives us the tests. man, i admit, i failed at most tests. i can't be patient enough, i am whining too much. 

for example, 

on monday, my friends and i went to a supermarket because we wanted to buy some stuff. 

then, i bought this milk, and i didn't open it yet because well, at that time i didn't feel like drinking it. then i cooked us some fried rice, and we ate and we had leftover which i thought i wanted to bring to the school the next morning.

i woke up early and went downstairs to see that the fried rice had been eaten! 

i thought it was my roommate. so i didn't mind. then i wanted to drink my milk and i opened it and guess what? the seal was opened!!! 

i was fucking mad. yeah. 

it just spoiled my mood that morning.

the best part was, we knew who it was yet that bitch didn't own it up. scared maybe or perhaps she's just somebody who has been living in a jungle where all the food she can just take it without permission aka aborigine or perhaps she has split personalities or alzheimers. whatever biyotch. i can never forgive you.