Life and Me
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
~ AGATHA CHRISTIE ~

Saturday, August 9, 2008

8.8.08..The One Day of my Life

OK....
On 8.8.08, it was my last day as a trainee in the bank in Kayhell...i was juz keep staring at the clock wishin it would go faster..but yeah TIME neva listen to no one...and yeah i bought gift for Mrs.Mages coz she really help me a lot and keep me company there ( a plaze where i have nooo frens..and i HATE my boss)...Then i waited for my idiotic boss to signed my attendance paper which suprising took him hours...and then i sent it to the HR.. and then when i got back to my table, my boss wanted to talk to me..and i sat there quietly and listen to his crap..well lets not go there...then..i packed my stuff and looked around for one last time and waited for Mrs.mages and walked back wif her to the front door..and i really felt sad and hugged her gus bye..SHE IS VERY NICE LADY... then i walked to the bus stop and took the my regular bus..and guez wat it was packed(gosh i hated wen its packed) then as i expected i nearly fall wen the iditic bus driver did sudden brake and there was this indian guy(around his 50s) hold me, preventing me from drop flat on my back... and i thanked him for tat and then there was an empty sit beside him where he was standing and asked me to sit there..so i did..coz i dowan to risk another fall...and i was so tired and was sleepin while listening to my ipod..and then the lady besides me was gone and i got to sit by the window just as i liked...(by the time i realize the bus was half empty..) and on the was nearing my home the indian guy came and sat besides me and i jumped in suprised..i didnt pay much attention as i really thought he was a good guy coz of his age..(neva judge a book by its cover) then he started to talk and ask me all kind of question ..from my name to where i worked..i didnt tell him the truth most of the time as i dun know him b4..then he asked my name..AND TATS WHEN I KNEW HE IS AN ASS HOLE...and there was this another indian guy around his 2os sitting right infront of me..and saw my and i gave him a look like help me!!..and he juz kept lookin time to time as this ass holes keep bugging me wif his idiotic flirting question..at one point i wanted to scream and say tat ur age are the same as my father..but i was scared(im suprised i was scared) thought tat he might follow me as i have to take my car from the station and i parkedquite in a lonely plaze(no parking in the mornin)..and suddenly juz as i thought that bastard ask my cell num..i was shocked..and asked him why and he said simply maybe can go for lunch on Monday..He is from Bukit Aman..i was really shocked..he was like my father’s age and he has the guts to ask my num…I said I cant giv him my num and he said why are u scared HELLL YEAH BASTARD!!!...
Then the other Indian guy gave me the look like ‘do u want me to punch him’…I really wanted too but my stop came..and I rushly left the bus and ran as fast as I can to my car and locked myself in..I wa shaking like I have seen a ghost…

The thing is ..i prayed to God to grant him anything he wished dearly as he help me out from dropping..and TAT BASTARD!!!!!.. Im really shocked tat he can looked at me in tat manner when I look like his daughter’s age…I felt sooooo stupid to trust people so fast like tat…GODD!!!! Wassup wif these guys creature..is there only this one thing they can see in all women in the world!!!!!...

Almost all the guys in my life so far that I meet are like this and still like this except my dad and my two bes buddies back in my hometown… Its really suckzzzz!!!!!!!!!

And for TAT ASS HOLE!!!! I really wished he was hit by a loory and by the very same bus!!!!!

TO THE HELL WIF YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1 comments:

Deviki @ Viki said...

wow some day huh ?? should have kicked his face before gettin out

well HALLALUYA !!!!!