someone came and stole my tail light.

Woke up around 11:30am with a head ache, dry throat and wanting to go to the toilet; what a start. Went to shower after I went down and took my dads orange jus (cause I was too lazy to make my own drink and my maids tea sucks). The shower somehow didn’t help me with the migraine, I hate waking up with a migraine. Later on I went down looking for breakfast, how thoughtful of my maid not to MAKE ANYTHING!! I didn’t care cause it’s almost noon anyway so I just have to wait till then.

Yang buat lagi best tu, lauk still yang semalam and yang baru punya is just a freaking telur dadar. Like, “WTF is wrong with you!!” I’m already feeling all woozy and she didn’t tell my dad that there’s no more chicken to fry. I got fed up so I ate yesterdays spaghetti cooked by Izzat. Sedap, but I’m lack of parmesan cheese and I loooove cheese! But the spaghetti didn’t last long. Within three hours i'm already hungry again, macam orang kelaparan yang tak makan dua hari.

Around 5pm my dad calls and asks me to go and by some chicken wings and get the cats food plus their littering sands. Hungry, out of cigarettes, still with the migraine, I’m not in the mood for anything at that time. As I waited for the driver to fetch me and Izzat, I went looking for food in the kitchen! And then I remembered I bought a pack of instant macaroni and cheese few days ago. (Thank God for that!) Finally, something I really need at the moment came. As I prepare the food I was bored and I wanted to watch some movies. What was it called again? Oh yeah some zombie movie called 28 weeks later. It’s an awesome show with loads of blood works and stuff. After 10 minutes of “microwaving” that cheesy stuff, baru la dapat makan and oh! Its heaven!

Tak sempat nak habis movie je uncle sham dah sampai (potong stim gila weyh!). So we went to Giant and get the chicken wings. And then in the car, Izzat decided to fry the chicken in his own way instead of our maids. Honey fried chicken, sedap weyh! Izzat is a… I must admit a good cook la. He knows his recipes and what not. If you’re hoping on me to cook, telur goreng je la. Blah blah blah, its already 7pm , I need a shower! My head is killing me.

After shower Izzat ajak pergi shisha somewhere around Padang Kota, so I pun cakap okay. And my youngest and noisiest brother wanted to buy a drink and ask me to buy him one. For Gods sakes, you’re drinking Teh Ais every single god damn night! Dah la asthmatic, nak minum cold drinks lagi. So I told dad im going out shisha-ing for a while. After diner I went off straight to padang kota and I couldn’t find a parking spot in front of that new building (I forgot the name of it). As usual, Teh Tarik pekat and warm water. At first the lady said the shisha might take a while because it’s on the way, so we waited and talk. Talking about fucking issues that’s causing me migraines every now and then.

Finally shisha pun sampai, Izzat got it first because I'm still smoking cigarettes. I didn’t expect the shisha there would be good, but then its not just good, its excellent! Around 10:30pm we decided to go home. As I walk to my car, I told Izzat how dumb the contractors were because of the parking design. Macam bodoh gila korang ni. And then the pillars were all messed up, like they put it in a… stupid position. With the tension build up during the conversation tadi, tiba- tiba when im reversing the car… BAM!!!


Izzat: wtf was that man?!?!
Me: fuck man! What the?!?!
Izzat: shit! You langgar tiang tu doh!
Me: ya Allah! Fuck gila! Mampos kita zat!
Izzat: ya Allah, ya Allah! Mati kita ziq!

…damn it, I hit the pillar. I didn’t panic but I was scared of what my dad would say. You never know when the angry tiger is hungry. At first Izzat gave an idea, tell my dad that someone came and robed one of the tail light.(BAHAHAHAHA!) Padahal, lampu tu tak la teruk mana pun, ada dua lubang pecah je and the a little mark on the bumper. Me on the other side thinking that, a car hit us from behind and broke our tail light. But Toyota Alphard’s tail light is way to high to be hit. Im scared like fuck angry because today… its just not my day. When I reached home, I don’t want to lie to my dad or hide the issue from him because IF HE KNOWS ABOUT IT THE NEXT DAY, you’ll see an angry tiger, starving, tired and… really angry. And so I trust my guts and told him the real deal. He wasn’t mad at all! I can’t believe that! All this while that I thought he was gonna be mad if I were to tell him the real thing was nothing actually. Hahaha!

What a weird day. Fucktup by some issues, but turn out to be okay in the end. Sometimes you just gotta be frank to yourselves and others. It won’t hurt to tell the truth. Why lie to them? They would find out about it sooner or later. Kan? I think I like to run when I have problems that I think I can’t solve which actually I could if I try. We run from people we don’t want to talk to, not knowing the fact that their actually trying to help. We shut the world as if there are no problems but there’s a whole bunch of it on our head! Sigh, some people are just… like that. They are who they are, can be change if want to.