Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Seventy-Nine
I switch on the computer after days of not being able to play it.
I log on.
Check out deviantart. 5 mins.
Check out my email. 2 mins.
Then.......
Blurr..........
It always,
always works this way. You yearn to play the computer with every fibre of your being for days and days on end. Want it so much until 'mandi tak basah, makan tak kenyang, berak tak puas' and everything. And then, when you finally switch it on, what happens?
Blurr...........
Aisey Man.
I recently went out with the sisters a couple of days ago.
Here's a conversation I had in the bus with Mona and Nina.
It wasn't really a conversation.
The bus smelled really, really REALLY bad (there were durians in there), and I wanted to tell this to the Little Ones. Since I obviously couldn't say it outloud (they were on the seats across me), I started to sign-language them.
Me: (finger spelling) B... A...U
Nina: Uhuh, uhuh....
Me: T...A...I....K...
Nina:.... Huh?
Me: (spells again)
Nina: *aloud* B-A-U T-A-I-K.... what does that spell, Mona?
Mona: I donno. Hmm....
Me: BAU TAIK LAH, BAU TAIIIIIIKKKKK!!!!
True story, I swear.
5:11 AM
