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Sunday, March 23, 2008

I ♥ Squadron 11:59 PM

Recording well so-so last night. My tougue has somewhat forgotten the correct malay language but more of slang than traditional. I'm so ashamed! To think a Diploma holder doesn't speak proper malay. Hehehe. But ouhh well, I did earn the cash through 3hours recording, which is never an easy pea job ey, as whatever you're thinking, or feeling reflects through your voice recordings.

But tonight couldn't get any worst. This a decade plus three years difference man of mine, known as Shnookie, never fails to make me worried hell of him everytime, and this time, I'm fuming mad at him.
He did inform me that he will be bringing his mom out today, to Singtel and Geylang, but will be seeing me at 9pm to fetch his R6 from Kembangan today since it came back from Cameron.

He rang me at 4pm, to tell me that he just reached Singtel but didn't bring his cell with him, said he'll follow up with me later. I was prefectly fine with that, and expected him later than 9pm as he's out with his mom. But until 10pm I didn't hear from him, didn't even ring me to inform me of the follow ups. I've tried his cell gazillion times tho I know it'll be useless as it's sitting at home, holler his place but was of no response, text his sister but she was working so my last resort and hopes were his mom's cell. But then, she didn't answer.

And hell I was worried I'm out of ideas. My last resort was to drop by his place if I don't hear from him by 2 in the morning. Thank God at 2330 when I rang his place, his mom answered and I was so relieve to hear his mom's voice like I've never hear her voice in gazillion years. All I had in mind was Alhamdulilah they are both safe. But I just couldn't stop worrying that it turns to anger.

Fuming mad why he didn't even bother to ring me up and let me know of the follow ups. He was at his aunt's place and was watching TV and didn't find it necessary to ring me up. Gosh, how can't i be fuming mad at him? Not only he totally bailed on me, he made me worried hell of him.

If I'm a dragon, I would have roasted myself by my own fire! But as Ayid called me an hangus pokok I'll become, I was more of a drenched tree by tears. Thanks Ayid for being there, I feel so much better after sharing it with you my bucket full of worryness. It was already spilling out you see.

Argh. This man really is boiling my nerves. I'm fuming!!