The Most Hilarious and Fun Day, but Still it Ended Up Awful.

“Dayuuuumnn son, your memory card spoiled, she is pushing you to the cliff, and you are broke.” Fuck it, I had enough of everything and now I’ve come to an answer; forgive and forget about it. Well not exactly a good choice but at least it’ll kill of the hurt and head ache. You’re already falling down the cliff, you miss tons of excitement, and you’re basically broke. (Well ade la RM200, nak beli ape siot) esok ada sunburst mini gig kat pavilion, duit nak guna untuk assignment. But assignment pulak sangkut sebab memory card DSLR ku rosak at the right time; just when I had the most (I think) beautiful shot I’ve ever taken. Oh damn. Damn, damn, damn.

Tried waiting for the card to rest, give it a try on a friends camera, knock it a little, shake the card, but it just won’t appear in the computer and so in the camera. MOTHER FUCKER. Crying just now, I had the shots, had the moments, but… sigh…lost it just like that. Fuck gila babe! Esok dah la ada one more session kat pavilion, how the heck am I suppose to snap pictures for assignment? Nak gila aku amik gamba kat gig tadi, boleh pulak dia buat perangai.

Tu okay lagi, time lepak pulak, Azam si ‘tayar rosak’ boleh bagi aku nama “maggi basi”. Gampang punya budak, semua orang ada nama, contoh nya;pondok telefon (Hazieq), cawan sumbing (Art), and sawit tengit (Chaom). Gila hina sial dapat nama camtu. After all the ding - a – dongs, we head back to pavilion after hanging out kat kitaro. It was fun…met up with Meor, one of the dudes I took their picture and the picture was awesome. Ok it’s time to go back home and rest… she texted… *muka sober*…daaaaamn. Fuck it, my line got barred, I’m not gonna reply, even if I had a phone I can use. There’s no point anymore, so I acted as if there’s nothing. Later, I reached home, grab a coffee, got myself in front of the PC and start surfing the net.

I saw her online but I’m not sure if I should talk to her, waited…and waited…then, I gave her a little “yo!”, and there, start another sad story and regret doing that. I should have never thought about her again. It gets really irritating when your ex is telling you to try and stop thinking about her every time you talk about what’s going on between you and her. BEJESUS! It gets even worst when she does that, it’s already fucking hard to accept, to let go, and to break up, and you’re giving me this? For crying out loud! Give me some space dude!