Congratulations to me for probably having tooth abscess. Never got it and I am usually into extract the tooth and bye-bye those kinda person. Sungai Petani mah. Since Thursday I was sicked and it got worse on Friday some more Putra Indoor stadium punya air-con. I thought I was gonna die in the stadium. Taken some mefenemic acid, aka ponstan (not to be mistaken as porn-star) it is a pain killer that block inflammation. I always thought this kinda drug is very dangerous because it is altering the natural processes of the body. Anyway, if I don't take, probably I will die from high fever.
So finally it is Monday and I decided to visit my senior dentist guy, an acquaintance back in UKM residential colleague. Hopefully he can do something about. I am ready with RM1500. Whatever shit la. Meanwhile, I need something to distract me. Since I am awake since 5am something because drug effect wore off. Again, I felt like dying and there is no one to take care of me, feel like fuck. So I decided to kepo go check out people's FB after stealing roomate's Gardenia bread and force-feed myself.
I stalked Hebi's profile. Okay fine lah that day I saw his profile on JackD and I was so tempted to see what he wrote about himself, but nuh... I let it go. It just felt weird.
(Pangsai-ed and watered plant, mood hilang already...)
So I can assume that Hebi is still hanging out with gay guys la. No idea on his life actually because the several time we met up previously we didn't bother to ask about personal life matter. Talk car ah. Talk salary ah. Talk work ah.
The funny things about his life is the ex-gf. I don't think I understand true love- SHE IS STILL HANGING OUT WITH HIM. I am not jealous, but it just puzzled me. There is no other guy is it? They went out for family days, dogs day. Very strange indeed. I still remembered how she desperately wanted to show off how lovey-dovey they were in Popeyes Chicken, Mid Valley. I gave up. I respect her persistent.
Like always, when I dun understand life, I say: Life is a very strange thing.
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