Monday, March 30, 2009
lovestoned
 today was sweaty. that's a very spot on one word description.
it started off with me making a bet with this Nasrul Muthusamy about who's gonna reach first. bloody cheater, his mother send him!! (what time you reach anyway ehh?)
squash was the first game. i only played one round, i realised it now. then the rest of us played american football. pretty cool, actually. & then we played tennis in the scorching hot sun, i might add. (tsk! li ying!!) the uncle gave me a soccer ball cause he overhead chester who wanted to play soccer. wahh, the soccer ball really CMI, i swear. -.-

we went Pizza Hut to end the day off. i don't like this new Pizza Hut menu. it's pretty limited. & thankyou, dear manager, for that one cube of ice that fell into my pizza when you were re-filling my drink. i think your face was comical cause the whole table had burst out laughing & you could still look like as if nothing happened. haha.
the ride home with Nas Muthusamy was an experience. we encounter this group of primary school kids who must be fucking deaf cause they were practically shouting bloody crazy to each other even though they were sitting next to one another. wahh, i went 'shhh' also no effect. the next medical check up, the nurse should cut off their ears.
kids. i hate kids. i hate primary school kids. i hate secondary school kids. how come they act as if they own the world?! wait, was i like that back then? hmmm?
& i've collected my spectacles. i look like a minah, now. see, just now play soccer. now got minah specs. i think next, i'll take my guitar, sit at the void deck and play smoke on the water ;)
OHHH!! Ferhan asked me if i were a guy how would i ask for a girl's number. the soalan a bit merepek. & me being the very kaypo makcik i was groomed to be asked if he likes anyone & that i want to know the name & i want details cause im so excited. im always excited when it comes to all these! (dah nampak sah hilang akal until i can ask ferhan all these. haha) sometimes, i forgot who he is & treats him like my best friend (well he is one of them -.-)
it took me about 5 minutes of persistent persuasion before he gave in and answered. wooo =)) i should work for the CID & be the interrogator. 'okay, borrow your account i wanna go check her out.'
i like stalking unsuspecting people. it gives me great pleasure to be able to track someone down and silently creep up on their unsuspecting lives. very pleasurable, you know. almost orgasmic. (nas, if i want to say orgasmic i will say it as and when i please)
right, okay. moving on to another topic not related to stalking or being a private investigator, i'm depressed. i cannot hear the word depressed it reminds me of my client interview with Mr Ferlin.
anyway, when the tables are turn, it feels somewhat different. i had expected it but, experiencing it is a whole lot different. yeah. i didn't know. i honestly didn't know.
i erh have self esteem issues (i think so) one that really need to be sorted out before i go mad thinking up of fucking delirious scenarios that could have happened. OKAY, NOW IM DEPRESSED!!
ohforfuck's sake, sometimes i don't understand my emotional range. really.Labels: (no, i'm lovestunned)
i made a move at 11:15 PM
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