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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
 
 
had F U N in sch again today
irritating them wit my ever melodious voice.
singing, rapping and larfing.
:)



bestest day ever?
can sleep a lil.
finally larfed like 5 mins non stop.
and never ending supply of sweets from bear bear.
:)
and the meeting wit him right outside my office.
:)




in south canteen today.
photographer : JASON :)





inside the room
the slacking part.
:)




tats me and my SAYANG.
( emily! i still love you)
well, yea. tis is my new wife.
JOsephine.
:)




and den. here's the W O R S T part of the day.
well. it has been gg on since yday la.
k here's the thing.

i have to get this book from this someone la.
2 books.
and its kinda impt. cos my fren, a year 1 student needs the book.
like, urgently la.
den ok. i called him on SUNDAY and made appoinments la. meet wat time and wen.
and meeting time proposed by HIM himself was on tuesday before 9 am
( cos i explained tat my werking hours everyday is at 9 to 530 aedy)
so ok. on tuesday morning.
i msged him.
to reconfirm everything.
he didnt reply
and den i started calling him ALOT of times.
in the hope of waking him up and like finally reply.
but NO, he didnt answer my calls
and so, after my movie yday wit my ahmad sharmizan
which is like 9 plus.
i decided to call him again.
again, no answer
so, i decided to call the sister.
and the sister asked me to call the younger brother.
and so, i called.
cos he really didnt answer my calls and my msgs.
so, im desperate.
and like, i asked the brother to pass the phone to him

at this point of time, i have already made up my mind to go to his house and just take it from there.
cos the sister said he is sick.
so, i made it convenient for him.
but guess wat la
"can i confirm with u later? i cant think now la. im sick"
i was like W T H laaaaaaaaaaah.
wat the hell are u gona tink abt? i just need ur approval tat i can just go over and take it.
and there he was. trying to THINK and reCONFERM wit me back?
and i was like . ah watever la. faster2 .
den he msged me
"i'll pass it to u tmr."

and i replied to him back la.
"abe kalo bsok kau maseh saket? mcmane seh nak jmpe? ah ape2 ah. jmpe kat mane? kul brape?"
yea, somehow like tat.
and guess wat
teeeeeet... noooo reply.
tell me, how must i feel tat time?
here i am, trying to reallly layankan, sampai nak g rumah die.
ah ok.
so, was expecting tday la.

den tday morning.the sister msged me.
and MY PHONE GOT A PROBLEM WIT THE MESSAGING.
and abe da tau takde respons, isnt she suppose to call me or smthg?
to really conferm?
but nooooo. all senyap ah.
den finally, have to call him, myself.
and tat stupid guy.
no answer
wth is his problem also i duno.
even if really he has no ppd, or dead sick
cant he really find another way to get back to me?
o m g
imagine how freaking pissed i was la.
i called him ALOT of times TAU.
not once or twice tau.
gaahhhhhh

den lunch time, called again.
gg back home also i called again.
fuck
no response.
and den i decided to call the sister.
and i was really determined to just go his house.
den i gt the green light frm the sister,
so, i made my way there la.
den under the block aedy.
saw his gf.
gg to his lift lobby also.
and fuck, guess wat i saw la wen i wanted to get in the lift.
tat fucking guy was FUCKING smiling at his gf
ok. nthg's wrong wit tat.
but W T H.
sick ah? until cnt answer my calls or go and meet me?
ppd low ah? until can use instinct to chun2 meet gf under the block?
fucking hell la.
wat kind of attitude is tat sia?
like shit.
any werds said to me?
ooooh guess wat la? NONE.
fucking stuckup face.


den reach his house.
the brother opened the door.
"nak ape?"
shit. fucking no manners
u all got things gg against me or wat sia?
den wana meet the sister, the sister just passed the books to me.
u scared u pass ur illness to me or wat?
ok lor, fine.
nemind.
thanks eh.





and to u.
stop being such a stuck up.
wats wit tat atitude sia?
gahh. i dun even know wat to say to u?
like wth la.
asal sak prangai kau gitu?
mampos. mentang2 da ade mataer gini mcm pe?
kauuuu.
gini mcm nye prangai malas sak nak layan
takpe ah eh
jgn takot ah. aku takde nak mintak tlg kau lagi ah
naseb baek kite cume exchange buku tu je.
slamat ah ehh











shit.
fucking piss me off.
wen i already had fun in school.







luckily i was wit my ahmad sharmizan.
he cooled me down.
yea, after i punch and kick every wall tat i see.
just cos i was damn pissed
imagine his face was there.
damn, i would love to give that face a punch.











ok. now, im dam sleepy.
tmr still 9 o'clock.
another fun day awaits me.
no more of such afternoon shit.



and yes, just now went ngaji.
not silat.
mayb start next week.
or tis sat.
insyaAllah.


ok.
nlbhlasbsalot2.



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