I am sick.
I mean really, really sick.
Two days ago, I could barely stand still. Keep squatting down at work, so I wont fall flat on my face from dizziness. I fall 2 times last week. Almost flat on the face, but fall on my butt instead. (wonder if I got bruises?) I`m not sure whether I can go to the pit this Friday. My head throbbed like mad. Feel like a dozen of
elephant stomp on it. My mother add to the pressure by nagging at me. I was like - Hello! Can u lower down your volume? I had a massive headache and running nose and I dont need it from you. And I work 8 days straight to make ends meet. So please! Just stop. God!!! Seriously, I almost said it out loud. Almost!

What is it with guys at my work place? The malay guys I mean. Did they bang their heads on the walls when they were kids and cause them to be so patheticly, emotional? Or did they pretend to faint to get sympathy when they were kids? Or their mother never pay to much attention to them that they become so desperate? Or they were just born selfish? Moron. Looks like they rub me the wrong way. Bad way.
All they did after what they done is apologize. Sorry dude, that doesnt make up what you did. You mess with my friends, you mess with me. So, one of them gets hurt, you get twice more. What goes around, come around. Stop pretending. It wont do you good.

PS: Yah, thank you so much for taking my discman back. You`re an angel!!! Aku blanje kau eh?