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My name starts with F and ends with N . It sounds highly dangerous to have someone that names with F
because shes a violent monster truck that will attack any meanies she sees in streets or roads .
Three words; Peach Tea, Orange and Ekar's 4 legged spider.
-PARAMORE CONCERT 07 March 2010
-still have yet to meet Russell Peters.
-driving license.
-small lappy!
the rest is to be unveiled.
ZULKARNAIN ISMAIL.
bestfriend and boyfriend.
Since 30 august 2007.
what a day it has been.. supposed to meet ekar at 12 but last night i heard 2. you know,kul dua belas. i just heard the dua. was just a little off last night. -__- dont ask,
ANYWAY! we went to boots and shoes to meet Naz and group, so we took 965 to woodlands interchange. and here comes the cruelness of reality. as i was alighting the bus, i was stepped from behind. thank you, i was wearing slippers. so i stopped after i alighted. then this asshole bumped me from behind. its a middle-aged MALAY guy. he maki-ed me. ugly brain-damaged bastard: alamak, pukimak tak tau jalan per?!? ah guess what, after he said that, HE FUCKING KICKED MY LEG. so i went : eh alamak tak perlu ape tendang!?!
waah. instantly i went to ekar and he went after me. wah wah. HE WANTED TOREMBAT ME. WAAAH. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! it was as if my action of stopping in the middle of nowhere is a HORRENDOUS CRIME. and yeah. did i mention HE KICKED ME?! Ekar never even lay a finger on me OR EVEN MY DAD.
what the fuck! WHAT THE FUCK!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
some ugly brain-damaged looking malay ah beng actually kicked me?
i must give my thanks to Isk. for stopping the bastard from rembat-ing me. well, Isk pushed the guy away while he was shouting at me. for i dont know what the hell i did?
Ekar went up to him and spoke back. well obviously? he's pissed too lah! with the guitar in his hands.. i was hoping for the bastard to get like a musical guitar smack or something. -_- but Isk said dont aggrevate the situation.
WHILE he was being pushed back. he started saying things that has nothing to do with the situation, to Ekar. ugly brain-damaged bastard: Kau fikir matair kau banyaknye lawar per?!?! when fighting, stupid people have the tendancy to make you feel small or anger you. THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SITUATION.
you know in my mind, i was completely blank. i could not think of a single comeback. maybe because my body wanted peach tea to loosen my nerves. if i did say anything it would be superbly redundant sheeesh.
i clearly know that he is sick in the brain. BUT HE DIN HAVE TO KICK ME?!?!
i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it.... i cant believe it....
its traumatic? you know? i was so frightened by the sudden actions. and yet so angry BECAUSE IM A COMPLETE STRANGER and he wanted to beat me up. OMFFFG. dont you like have trash cans to overturn?!? you malay ah beng!!
my start of the happy day was fuckin ruined.
HAAAAAAAAIIIIHHHH. thats why im partially a Misanthropy.
anyways. thank you boyfriend(: i love you. but you could have given him a musical guitar smack. *grins*
