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BUTTOCKS, CAMERAS n' MUTES

today, early in the morning, my god forsaken stepmom called me at 8.45 am.. just to ask me to find a certain passport hidden in a certain number # of a pile of paper bags hidden in her wardrobe. to find out the complete name of a certain someone.

and i was blind and crusted, i had to hold the passport real close to see the name and i was so damn sleepy that i felt like falling back to sleep right away.


when she hung up, i can't fall back to sleep.

great.


15 mins later... i woke up.. got ready.. n suddenly my friend ck arrived. i was cursing like hell as if some monster had broke loose out of my heated cage.

ok. everything done. so we walked down the hill. ck walked outside..me inside.. i dunno. it wasn't intentional. really.

then suddenly a motor zoomed past and ck lost her balance. i thought she go hit or wat. i was upset... n in turn it was her cursing like a fucken bitch in heat.

i was wondering.. wats wrong??? she can walk fine...

she told me to hold my bag on the other side.. n i tot..ok did she just got robbed??... i asked her that while she adjust her bag.

she said she wasn't robbed of anything. then wat exactly has hitten her??

she said, the motorist tried to grab her butt, but her bag was on the way n it made her ost balance instead. a molest that resulted in more like a push instead.

she cursed again n again. wat a bad start.......

i switched sides with her.. n walked outside near the road instead...


n we guys tot this is the end of our predicament.

we chatted away like trains chugging n whistling... even when we are in the bus, we chatted non stop.. i was busy talking to her... bout the latest gossips news and updates of my life n others lives when she leaned close to me and whispered..." the guy at the back of the girl which is sitting in front our us is taking your pictures with his handphone.


then how the hell i did not notice?? ... the guy looks like a nokia hp seller... blue collared buttoned down shirt. those kind. i din see him holding a hp up or anything..

i pressed ck for more info..but she hold up her hand signalling me to wait til its convenient to talk.

after a min or two of awkward silence.. we got back to our chatty mood.... talking n talking.... til we got off the bus. i have even forgotten bout the whole issue of the camera.. when we are walking...she suddenly told me that that guy was holding up his hp n looking at me intently for some time.

oh wtf!


bad start... bad start..

then we reached mid valley.. to the education fair.. people practically GRABBED at us and YAKkkED away non stop... not caring whether we are sucking those words in onot..oh hell

then we went for a movie.. .. n i bought her lunch... at a japanese restaurant... our last lunch together before i leave for singapore...


when we went back.. we took the frickin' wrong bus... ended up with a bunch of malay mutes who chatted 'LOUDLY' ( if they are able to talk, not that i have a grudge against mutes or wat) with their sign language... they were sooooooo caught up with it that they bumped into me a few times...


i lost my temper n i said out loud " can the freaking bastard stop bumping into me onot??!"

ck listened n she giggled.. i dun think it is funny though... ugh..
theres even a mute couple infront... the girl is so exaggerated in her sign language that she kept making.. "ah ,..uh" moans to get the guy's attention despite her already aggressive sign language.


oh christ. christ.

n do u know what they were doing? they were studying the photo of the guy.. and from their AGGRESSIVE sign language they are probably saying which is a better photo of an ugly face.

yea. hate me when u read all this but if u were there n can smell their body odour... puh yoh.. killer. u would have shared my opinion too.

wat a bunch of obnoxious teens.

finally i m home. here writing my blog.. wat a relief.. huh.


oh. i bought a book.


:)

...yea.. wilbur smith's RAGE.

rage is the word. ..


...back to personal stuffs... i felt as if a part of me had died. when he said that. just never expect myself to take this in too hard. i thought i could just forget wat he said n take it easy.. but i can't. .. i even find it hard.. to say the obvious.