Paracetamols don't and won't work.

03rd October 2006
1117 hours
Posted at 11:17 3rd Oct 2006
Have you any idea how fuqn frustrating it is; to have a headache, in Ramadhan, and a hunger pang to go with it; and be tortured; by the likes of an abnormal being.?

the Promoting Promoter: "oits !!! ods, buat apa tu?"
the Controlling Promoter(me): "kerjalah, bugger. kau awat awal sangat bangun ni? its 9.30 and heck, you sound all chirpy and stuff"
(padahal A & B are just in the same house, malas nak turun naik cakap. so, Ym ajelah)
"akuh ada date harini.."
"bulan puasa?"
"daaa. like why not?"
"daaaaaa.! like its puasa??! well fine, do splash me on the happenings later. hari ni kau jangan kacau akuh yeah? headache sangat sangat."
"aku dah cakap. kau jangan tak makan well masa buka. kau tak dgr. bawak kau pergi buffet pun makan, macam apa je. baik akuh bawak gi mamak."
"look, not today, ok. serious bai, not today okay?"
"thats why i told you already, you dont eat well, you dont take ur vitamins, you smoke like noone's business, you read about silly books in the dark and you listen to gila jiwang r&b songs at 4 in the morning!. tell me, macamana kau tak sakit."
"im tellin you, im not sakit, Okay. im just pening. Now Love, would you kindly fetch me the mint chocolate ice cream in the fridge? please?"
"im telling you, if it wasn't because of love, aku tak jaga kau okay. "

So he brings me my ice cream dari fridge atas with 3 biji of Panadols and another 3 biji of Paracetamol yang brandnya akuh tak tahu. awww.

abaissement du niveau mental.
he is crazy, i tell you.

listening to: Tangga - Terbaik untukmu