i woke up feelin happy. not the smile smile happy. but happy.
and it was made better where i lol when one of my ex recruit smsed me.
and he is in hq. so those discerning readers, if u know, just smile along with me.
or laugh for that matter. ill most probably see someone at Devil's Bar before i ORD
if some of u are still clueless.hold on. that would make some people more clueless.
anyways, was supposed to have breakfast or somethin like that. but sleep is still sleep.
ive been talking to mat salleh and tudung about some issues.i kinda agree with them about
it. maybe im being biased but i dun know. too much politics and secret talk. dynamics of the group
change. it sucks. talkin about relationship dynamics... it changes after repeated small mistakes or
one or two big fuck mistakes. and all this would accumulate till one day, its so irreversible even
Mr Mocca cant help. i base this on my experience. one side do all the mistake, the other just
be patient, but then the patience runs out, so does the relationship.
i noticed i have some sort of mental problem. not the IMH or green paper kind but
the one where i play with numbers when im idling in the bus or even walkin. and i
found out some people also do this. so im not alone. that made me feel better.
ok so with the number thing. ok lets say i see a hdb block no. 538. what id do and think
to myself is like 5+3=8. haha.somethin like that ah. trying to make sense of every random
number.takda kerja lain eh. was talkin about it to a fren. and his is more complicated. add up numbers
and then arrive at the conclusion that its prime numbers or whatever.i think that one maybe
need to go IMH.and did i mention or siti mentioned he is cute?
im goin for a short "takeaway" tmr. enjoy babey.. take my mind off things and everythin.
so its gona be a cool trip.and sometimes i thank my lucky stars i get the amount that i get
for my allowance. way cool. NS rocks! hahahaha. once, my chinese frens say, im only an
officer on the 12th(pay day). the rest of the month, a cock. hahaa.. motherfuckers. someone
once said im a social butterfly. and put me down by saying i have so many frens and i trust
them all till i cant differentiate btween really good frens and just normal ones. i duno. i guess
i trust my friends. if not i wont call them friends would i? why would u call them friends if you
dont trust them? ohhhh. its just mutual friends. den make it an aquaintance. i checked dictionary.com.
friend/frÉ›nd/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[frend] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation –noun | 1. | a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard. |
| 2. | a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony. |
| 3. | a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe? |
now this is just a short definition. its so subjective. maybe thats why i make so many friends. cause its just nice
to know many people and everyone of them ill make sure theres some sort of thing that we share. im so sorry to quote
names but the first person i thot about was azie. shes a girl who i like to fuckin put down and disturb and she does the same
thing to me.its cool that way. as cool as i beat her everytime in pool. and lose on purpose just to see her jump around.
so thanks to u and friends.im gona go smoke now. anyone wanna follow? dunhill frost. i duno why i bought that ciggarette.
maybe thinking of her too much. i just dun know, i just dun care.
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