Awangan.
I feel like nailing a swing to the clouds. The motion and the height of the rope swing could just cure me from this unclassified sickness. I'd be standing erect on the knot made on the rope watching sunrises and sunsets. I would also scan the horizon full of hope and faith. Maybe grow all lonely but then again... whats the difference now? After the shards of a broken existence has been placed together to reveal the truth, i might just loosen my grip on the rope and let what happen... happen...
I keep forgetting what i wanna blog.
On Sunday, we crashed Cik Tipah's house for Mee Soto and Family. Ouh, there was Pengat Durian [Fuhh..Makan dengan roti.]. You guys should hear how Ilhan laughs or tries to laugh. Tries too hard. Haha. Cik Rafi was there and he said: "Irfan write this down. Boleh buat novel. Lepas tu buat 30 part movie series" Refering sarcasticly to family ups and downs. Haha. A 30 part series should be the only sufficient to document a mother, 13 children, +-50 grandchildren and +-10 great grandchildren. Also the big family is blessed with all sorts of weird characteristics [Great weirdness and Bad weirdness.] Sigh...guess if people are just left alone sometimes, situation improves.
Monday was another weird day. Sigh. Lets not do it again huh? Aku penat tunggu.
Tuesday. +-30mins ago.
Strangely enough i went for the Food Hygiene course organised by NEA [National Environmental Agency] even though i'm no longer with Burger King. Nadia asked me to tag along anyway. WTF rite? Nothing to do anyway. It was very much an anyway situation. The food course as expected very "Goody-goody". Alot like Civics and Moral Ed. 20 stupid Qns for a blardy cert. Fu*k the place was at Tannery Lane all the way in hard to reach Kallang Pudding Road. Afterward we headed to BK changi airport for nurishment.
Funny on the day i fasted from cooked food. [Want to lose the tire around my waist. Well i tried anw.] I ate a pear and two fragrant pears. PEARS.
Irfan's will power was weak [since he procastinates to excercise it] and so he cooked an omellete with heaps of cheddar chesse and butter accompanied with rice flooded with kuah lemak and fried chicken piece. Ko banyak nafsu Irfan.
Tomorrow's another day. Ouw my arms pounding again. The price to pay.
Brought to you by the new Coke Light with Lemon
Pahlawan Putih.
I feel like nailing a swing to the clouds. The motion and the height of the rope swing could just cure me from this unclassified sickness. I'd be standing erect on the knot made on the rope watching sunrises and sunsets. I would also scan the horizon full of hope and faith. Maybe grow all lonely but then again... whats the difference now? After the shards of a broken existence has been placed together to reveal the truth, i might just loosen my grip on the rope and let what happen... happen...
I keep forgetting what i wanna blog.
On Sunday, we crashed Cik Tipah's house for Mee Soto and Family. Ouh, there was Pengat Durian [Fuhh..Makan dengan roti.]. You guys should hear how Ilhan laughs or tries to laugh. Tries too hard. Haha. Cik Rafi was there and he said: "Irfan write this down. Boleh buat novel. Lepas tu buat 30 part movie series" Refering sarcasticly to family ups and downs. Haha. A 30 part series should be the only sufficient to document a mother, 13 children, +-50 grandchildren and +-10 great grandchildren. Also the big family is blessed with all sorts of weird characteristics [Great weirdness and Bad weirdness.] Sigh...guess if people are just left alone sometimes, situation improves.
Monday was another weird day. Sigh. Lets not do it again huh? Aku penat tunggu.
Tuesday. +-30mins ago.
Strangely enough i went for the Food Hygiene course organised by NEA [National Environmental Agency] even though i'm no longer with Burger King. Nadia asked me to tag along anyway. WTF rite? Nothing to do anyway. It was very much an anyway situation. The food course as expected very "Goody-goody". Alot like Civics and Moral Ed. 20 stupid Qns for a blardy cert. Fu*k the place was at Tannery Lane all the way in hard to reach Kallang Pudding Road. Afterward we headed to BK changi airport for nurishment.
Funny on the day i fasted from cooked food. [Want to lose the tire around my waist. Well i tried anw.] I ate a pear and two fragrant pears. PEARS.
Irfan's will power was weak [since he procastinates to excercise it] and so he cooked an omellete with heaps of cheddar chesse and butter accompanied with rice flooded with kuah lemak and fried chicken piece. Ko banyak nafsu Irfan.
Tomorrow's another day. Ouw my arms pounding again. The price to pay.
Brought to you by the new Coke Light with Lemon
Pahlawan Putih.
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