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Tuesday, January 5, 2010 ; 11:26 PM

"Life is a challenging game indeed.
We are just characters and will be a temporary one.
But nevertheless,a lot of things can happen despite it is a game.
There are many things to talk about in this 'game' but i would like to stress on..
'FRIENDS'.
Friends are the people that we see as our second love since the first love is from our family,am i right?
Frankly speaking,it is very hard for me to understand my friends.
I cant tell whether he/she needs a listening ear..
I cant tell whether he/she needs some advice from me..
I cant tell whether he/she have problems which needs to be help by another party..
I just cant tell.
Why?
Thats me.
Im sorry.
Im sorry not because i did something wrong to you.
Im sorry for myself because im like this.
So if you have any problem,just tell me about it.
Dont have to show me signs.
Even the signs of the Judgement Day i cant figure out.
Is it that difficult?
Come on lah. I would even hear you out if you want to talk about your penis that got swollen because it was stung by a bee.
But if girl's stuffs,i cant help uh.
You see,its not as difficult as you think.
Frankly speaking,again,its different without you.
I wonder why it was not as happy as last two years-2008?
It was because you are not in the perimeter with me,with us,like we always do.
Yes,its truly sad to go through this situation.
I know,i cant just think of myself.
I know that you are voraciously angry at me.
But like i said,this is me,this is how i live.
You dont tell me,how should i know?
There were a few times when i feel like asking how are you doing but halfway i stopped.
Why?
Because i thought that i should give you some time alone.
It was a mistake?
I dont know.
But what i know that things are not the same like last time.
People say that friends are not important.
I swear i never agree with that.
Why?
Because from friends,i learned how to masturbate.
Okay,it was just a joke.
What im trying to say is that with friends,we can share things which we cant share with our parents.
Its not that we cant share with them but its just awkward you see.
Looks like this time,its like fixing a broken building of a two-storey Lego.
Its not easy.
I cant assure whether i could even build up back on what has just broken.
This is all God's will.
If you cant accept who i am,i wont be bothered.
But let me tell you something Mike,i accepted for who you are,we always do.
Or else,you think i would easily let you criticize me just like that?
I would just push you aside like how the others did and regard you like the leeches in the longkang.
But no,i did not. Because i accepted you for who you are.
But i agree that i dont understand you. Never did i.
People asked me,"Eh why he's like that?"
I answered,"He's like that one uh.. You must understand him.."
Read these two sentences above! Did i mentioned that i understand you,friend?
Fuck hell no. Fuck hell no. Fuck hell no.
But still,even if i dont understand you,you are still a friend of mine.
Sigh. I just remember that youre a blockheaded.
Hmm.. But you have a heart arent you?
Hope you understand.
Nonono,i dont need you to understand me cause i eventually dont understand you.
I just need you to understand the situation right here,and make the right choice.
If you still dont want to aid me/us with the broken building of Lego,so be it.
Theres nothing i can do anymore.
Guess i said enough,till here my pal.

You got a phone,call Alon."


But even im like this,im glad that there's someone that stick with me like the bricks and the cement.
And that is Mokrep!^^
But now he got his very own Watez! Haish.
Cant disturb him uh.
Maybe one or two days uh..x))
Im so fcuking envy of you siaa!
Tak per2.. Nanti aku dah naek becah,kau tengok siapa aku pikul di belakang! Hehe!
Jangan terperangjat kalau Salomah tompang i eh! Haaaaa. Penis sia.










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