Tuesday, September 18, 2007 *8:41 PM
SICKO-teens.The six-teens really pissed me off. I dont know if this is just a plot, that the God gives me, if i can be patience during this holy month, Ramadhan. I was literally reading some old diary which i wrote it eons ago. Haa. And humans just interrupt those old-skool moments. Idiot. Hah, you guys
must be wondering who the hell is the "six-teens" rite? They was just a secondary 4 pupils yang tak pernah reti bahase. They are my brother's friends. I dont know and yet i just know that im the "Operator" of the day.
What happened today was....
5.05pm, was reading diary, was laughing out loud alone...and the phone rings....
Kring..kring..kring..
Me: Hello.
Boy1: Hello, bole cakap ngan habil?
Me: Habil tido.
Boy1: Ok.Continue reading...5.18pm...the phone rings.
Me: Hello.
Boy2: Bole cakap ngan Habil?
Me: Die tido ah.
Boy2: Baru ke da lame tido?
Me: Entah plak.
Boy2: Ok. Thanks.
Continue reading...5.33pm...the phone rings again..
Me: Hello.
Boy3: Habil ade?
Me: Die tido. Ni sape?
Boy3: Ni Mael. Kak, kalau die da bangon suroh di kol saye eh?
Me: Ok.
Boy3: Time kaseh.Continue reading...and i was damn frustrated with those boys. And im gonna curse the next caller.I received another call, and it was my sister.To relieve my tension, i ring S Jr for about 10 mins.I put down the phone, and was about to enter the kitchen...and the phone ring again..
Me: Hello.
Boy4:Hello, habil ade?
Me: Die tido.
Boy4: Kalau die da bangon suroh die kol Rabbani.
Me: Ok.4 mins later...
Me: Hello.
Boy5: Kak, habil ade?
Me: Die tido ah.
Boy5: (3 seconds pause) Ah? Die tido?
Me: A ah la!!
Boy5: Die puase tak?
Me: (Wadda hell!) Puase la.
Boy5: Mane bole tido? Makruh tau kalau tido.
Me: (#$%^&*+) Makruh ke macaroni ke, die nye pasal la!
Boy5: Hehe. Kalau da bangon, suroh die kol Wan. Sebab saye nak tanye die nk gi terawih tak? Thanks.Without further a due, i wake my brother and shout at him, "Kau cakap ngan kawan-kawan kau yg tak reti bahase tu kan, next time i dont tolerate
stupid questions ok!!..And btw, i dont even keep track on you daily lives or terawih2". My brother was scratching his head. HAA!
The "six-teens" really testing my patience. Fuh!
Guess what, before my brother when terawih, i remind him.." Cakap ngan kawan kau, aku ni bukan "answer and questionaire" nye org ok. I will not let this matter rest ah." HAAA! He laughed too. Siak!