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Wednesday, November 19, 2008 @ Wednesday, November 19, 2008
the splash and the burr!

damn i dont feel pleased nor delighted after the swimming today. during the swimming with mates, everythang went fine. it was normal as we joke around tryna pull each other legs, laughed our heads off like nobody business and chased off a bunch off mats-tak-menjadi from our belongings. i swore we did. they were all around our belongings and we thought i mean we scared that we might lose our belongings. and if anythang happens, we do not hesitate to put the blame on them. are they willing to take the risk? i bet not. so they went off from our territory, ahahahha wth. suddenly the weather started to rain gently and steadily in fine drops. we hurriedly ran towards the shelter, where we placed our belongings and shasha/wan/altaz and gf were there. damn how did they get there before us?ahahahh i thought they were still in the pool. from the drizzle it started to get heavily. so we were like shivering. we were fcuking hell shaking and trembling with cold. furthermore, i was sick and haven't recover yet. yasin and izwan were mad at me. err wait actually they weren't, they just adviced me not to go. ahahahha i DONT GIVE A DAMN! i know i was not supposed to go into the pool. but it actually cure ma asthma you know. so be thankful that im getting betta.
so we decided to shower and get changed. bla bla bla we sat ourselves near shasha i mean where we once placed our belongings and were startled. we just stared at the raindrops as it drips and goes drip drop drip drop in a speedway. we mesmerized ourselves, when on choa chu kang will the rain stops as we each listened to our on songs. mhmm.. it was very chilled and we couldn't stand the coldness. and ohh just so you know, i was wearing shorts with shirt. damn the shivers were worst than ma mates. ohh well gotta bear the consequences. drip.. drip.. drip.. the raindrops getting lesser and lesser, and the weather seemed no longer cloudy and dull. so chop! chop! we head off. toodles shasha,wan,altaz and girlfy. we were moving smoothly and continuously along, as if without effort or resistance, towards the shelter ahead us which leads to the exit. zima and i were gliding our slippers and scandals all the way till we reached the steep stairs. shit its a high gradient stairs, do you get the picture? we gotta get down the stairs with the pool of floods at every steps. i decided to,"zie, take off our shoes uh." and zie agreed,"ehh okay kay." she took off her ripple slipper while i took off ma havaianas scandal. damn if i know its gonna rain, i wouldn't have brought those scandals. it cant grip on slippery surface. only if i could predict. so we walked down the stairs tip-toed. it was very cooling as ma foot splashed onto the particles of water in the flood. splish! splash! ahahaha burrr! its been a long time since i played the rain, i mean get wet under the rain. just like old times.. hmm. by the time we were below i mean after running down the stairs, zima and i put on our shoes and rushed with mel and chapeeka towards the bus stop across the road. we reached the bus stop and quickly took out our purse as we let the towels dry by the side.
ohh! bus is here! we aboard the bus and i just stand by the railing while zima,mel and chapeeka took a seat for themselves. mine was just few stops away. so i directed them where to alight and get a train from the station. ahahha of course they know where to take the train. hugs&kisses to them and i alighted. reached home, threw ma bag on the bed, took off ma cap.. then goes bom! on the bed. so exhausted man.. ma shoulders are killing me after hanging the disastrous bag. i need a MASSAGE bebeh. ma ass-smacking babe is away so eventually she cant give me the service. anyone? anyboody willing to give me the goddamn massage?
as i was lying deadly on the bed, i decided to message syady. we were messaging half-way through and he stopped replying. so i message him and asked why is he soo quiet. unfortunately! his reply wasn't what i expected. he was harsh! he sounded ungentle and unpleasant. so i thought i did somethang wrong, somethang badly towards him. as i scrolled down, he was actually joking. he said he was away having his food. but what so ever.. i still like ugh! i feel hurt sia! i know its just a joked. i know he was tryna provoke laughter. its just that.. i easily get hurt. so Guys out there, hear this.. IM VULNERABLE, very. so i pretend that nothing happened by ignoring his next message, till the third message. serve you right bebeh! ahahahah
but why am i doing this? i mean why am i being too sensitive towards him? he was just joking right? i shouldn't be harsh on him too. am i too jarring to the eye? i am?..hmm.

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