Today’s Ups and Downs
Haha… I shall take things that had happened today on a light note and from a satirical point of view… I shall summaries first, the early part of the day was really wonderful… and the later part was FUCTUP… haha… this is really going to be funny… I don’t know whether to be angry or to just let it go… haiyah… let me unfold the story….
The wonderful part of the day….
It was really late last night… I had a kenduri arwah last night at Sims Drive… my late Grandfather’s 40 days of mourning… not that we mourn but more of we have paryers to ensure he goes to heaven after Di-hitung, saved from the torture in the grave and all that… I pray for him… Al-Fateha….
Ok… lets pounce on this issue… I was home quite late last night… and so I did the usual phonecall with my Tembamz…. I miss her really badly… I don’t know how this came up but we ended up talking about how I hated woman now… she noticed that I was not like this last time… and I’ve changed in terms of this.. ok…I admit it, personally I think I’ve changed.. I believe in admitting to my mistakes… (it deflates my ego and keeps me humble… hehe) she asked my why… well I blame the girls that are around me… I find them mostly troublesome… and irritating as well… haha… maybe my male ego had been abit too high now… hehe… sorry ladies… ok.. and so, she feels as though she had caused all these… I mean who wouldn’t feel this way.. I would too, if I’m her… so I explained to her why I feel like that and what we can do to overcome it… she says that I’m less romantic now… she’s right.. she doesn’t deserve my cold shoulder… she deserves my luurve man…. Hehe… well in conclusion, the talk allowed us to clear our doubts and I feel that im closer to her now.. I would say that it is a win-win argument.. we talked calmly and nicely to each other… wow… I woke up feeling like I’m so in cloud nine.. haha… what a dreamy boy I am now…
Ok… and now to the fuctup part…ladies and gentlemen, I present the “I think I’m wronged” episode….
Well.. I had another tahlil just now.. this time it is another grandfather… at woodlands… yes the passed away a day apart.. imagine the despair my family and I went through.. and I had my exams back then… haiayh how stressful.. wait, I must get back to the story… yah, and I arrive there quite late cos it was suppose to be after margrib, and I arrive at about eight… and I wasn’t wearing any baju kurung.. but I asked my dad to help me bring my baju kurung.. I was from rumah cik gat… after our parkour session at senja and greenridge… I had promised that I will be back home at 5 but then I called again saying that I will just go to the tahlil straight.. cos cik gat will go there too… I slept at his place and then got ready… well… lets just say that we’re late for the thing.. and my dad was furious about it… when I’m home, he said I broke my promise… he said I’ll be there at least after margrib… but I didn’t say that.. thankfully the argument was one sided, cos I did not raise my voice, and said sorry(though I feel that its not my fault)… I did not make any promise or any thing about arriving there early and I even told him that I’g going over to my uncle’s place to go there together.. I think it would be unfair to blame me if we were late because my uncle was late.. haiyah, nevermindlah…
I lost much of my angst now.. I think fahmi took it from me… a lot of it… now he feels like beating someone up and letting go his steam.. haha… I was so there when I was full of angst too… we the rejector and the vandals are in fact in the same group… hehe… oklah… I cant be bothered to typr anything more.. I’m so tired from all those Parkour just now.. we tried the front flip at the playground but obviously, we ended up tired and bruised… haha.. but I was really fun… ok… we’re going east coast next month to learn all our flips… back flip, front flip and 2 legs… haiyah till next time in june… see you booger wooger..
The wonderful part of the day….
It was really late last night… I had a kenduri arwah last night at Sims Drive… my late Grandfather’s 40 days of mourning… not that we mourn but more of we have paryers to ensure he goes to heaven after Di-hitung, saved from the torture in the grave and all that… I pray for him… Al-Fateha….
Ok… lets pounce on this issue… I was home quite late last night… and so I did the usual phonecall with my Tembamz…. I miss her really badly… I don’t know how this came up but we ended up talking about how I hated woman now… she noticed that I was not like this last time… and I’ve changed in terms of this.. ok…I admit it, personally I think I’ve changed.. I believe in admitting to my mistakes… (it deflates my ego and keeps me humble… hehe) she asked my why… well I blame the girls that are around me… I find them mostly troublesome… and irritating as well… haha… maybe my male ego had been abit too high now… hehe… sorry ladies… ok.. and so, she feels as though she had caused all these… I mean who wouldn’t feel this way.. I would too, if I’m her… so I explained to her why I feel like that and what we can do to overcome it… she says that I’m less romantic now… she’s right.. she doesn’t deserve my cold shoulder… she deserves my luurve man…. Hehe… well in conclusion, the talk allowed us to clear our doubts and I feel that im closer to her now.. I would say that it is a win-win argument.. we talked calmly and nicely to each other… wow… I woke up feeling like I’m so in cloud nine.. haha… what a dreamy boy I am now…
Ok… and now to the fuctup part…ladies and gentlemen, I present the “I think I’m wronged” episode….
Well.. I had another tahlil just now.. this time it is another grandfather… at woodlands… yes the passed away a day apart.. imagine the despair my family and I went through.. and I had my exams back then… haiayh how stressful.. wait, I must get back to the story… yah, and I arrive there quite late cos it was suppose to be after margrib, and I arrive at about eight… and I wasn’t wearing any baju kurung.. but I asked my dad to help me bring my baju kurung.. I was from rumah cik gat… after our parkour session at senja and greenridge… I had promised that I will be back home at 5 but then I called again saying that I will just go to the tahlil straight.. cos cik gat will go there too… I slept at his place and then got ready… well… lets just say that we’re late for the thing.. and my dad was furious about it… when I’m home, he said I broke my promise… he said I’ll be there at least after margrib… but I didn’t say that.. thankfully the argument was one sided, cos I did not raise my voice, and said sorry(though I feel that its not my fault)… I did not make any promise or any thing about arriving there early and I even told him that I’g going over to my uncle’s place to go there together.. I think it would be unfair to blame me if we were late because my uncle was late.. haiyah, nevermindlah…
I lost much of my angst now.. I think fahmi took it from me… a lot of it… now he feels like beating someone up and letting go his steam.. haha… I was so there when I was full of angst too… we the rejector and the vandals are in fact in the same group… hehe… oklah… I cant be bothered to typr anything more.. I’m so tired from all those Parkour just now.. we tried the front flip at the playground but obviously, we ended up tired and bruised… haha.. but I was really fun… ok… we’re going east coast next month to learn all our flips… back flip, front flip and 2 legs… haiyah till next time in june… see you booger wooger..
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