Could you see what I'm trying to do?

Madrasah exam was hmmm, OK! I brought in a piece of paper in the room and answers were all there. [Cheating seh, shh!] For surely I will pass lor. The whole class were like copying each other. Berkongsi-kongsi nak katakan. :) HAHAHAHA! For the hafalan, I got less marks, I did memorise the surah but then don't know lar, up to my uztad to grade me, I don't mind. Its just an exam, so not worth crying over it. After madrasah, Diana and me went to had our breakfast at Long John Silver. Its been an ages I didn't take a taste on their foods. Delicious and made my stomach full upload. Then we proceed home.

Reached home, did some washing of dirty clothes and I shit-ed out my faeces and now I'm stuck with my Personal Development Goal settings assignment. It's a boring thing to do, you know. I hate that shit! It doesn't give me any excitement to write a report on it. I've just did until paragraph 5. I need another two more paragraphs and another goal to complete it. Oh no! It sounds bad! Ok, got to go then. Must finish it by tonight.