i always try to be optimistic but trust me on this one, i shall only give props to the toilets, cushions and cages. velvet dragon is a perfect name. for a tattoo. miss fiffy aka the cikgu who organised this excursion did such a great job getting everyone together so imma hand the next one over to her. but kite pegi zouk ah, takmo vd lagi okay? stop it siak vd.

a friend of mine met with an accident last two nights which caused him to tear his butt and he could not walk properly or sit. he either had to stand or lie down on his back and finally fall asleep. what is up with people and motorbike accidents nowadays. anep had a dislocated arm and a broken toe last week which will be taking him six months to recover. i feel really sorry for him. watching him dragged his feet and walked from the clinic to let everyone else stare at his scarred face like that. i wish i can be there for him each and every week, buy him breakfast every morning or help him clean himself each night just to make him feel better emotionally if not, physically. but things are not the same anymore. each time i try to draw myself nearer i feel myself limping for reassurance. and every time i look at him struggle to settle for a comfortable position, i begin to wonder and ask myself. am i doing this because he has taken a big part of my life along or am i just doing this because i still love him as a person. a friend.

oh and that other friend who tore his butt, i don't know how soon will you be able to read this but as much as i care about you, i am still shaken by the frightening message you (or so you claimed) texted me last night. i don't know why, i don't know how. it's pretty dodgy actually.

get well soon ahh korang.



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