Last Night, at UpTown Damansara, I, Kevin Neoh. Met with one of the funniest yet stupidest incident.
I PK MySelf and earned this piece of snowy bandage dressing to my foot.
without my foot, i wouldnt be here today.
without my foot, i wouldnt be feeling the pain now as well. Agonism of life!
Standing at the doorstep, cemented on the floor with my eyeball transfixed on the floor, i shivered through a terrible feeling of not wanting to accept the fact that my shoes Had been stolen. Stolen, because they were not at where they were supposed to be, they were not at where they had been when i left this house today morning. Stolen, because they were gone, they were lost, they were no longer sight-able in this area!
Who is this fellow that should be fully responsible and taking the credit on this misfortunately shaped story? If you are thinking that the one who stole my shoes away is the culprit, then obviously you are not being correct. It was “ME” that should be blamed on. Sorry, blame On Me. Who ask me to put the shoes so exposed and so tempting there out of all places especially i could have locked it inside the house with the solid and no nonsense padlock? The fellow who took away my shoes just need to open the gate and walked himself into the house, knelt down and take the shoes away, as simple as ABC. He must have in poor condition that he needed to take away my shoes for something else in return. So lets hope you have gained your aid this time and no more repeating on other people. and Me, i will learn from this event, and never again let this thing happen again.
Last Saturday marked a lot of unexpected events.
It was a day filled with a series of misfortunate and fortunate events. The dinner at night was really off-tracked from what i had been anticipated. Despite of a hall equiped with lighting, air-conditioner, music, elegant dishes; what we got was a very muddy field, warm and stuffy air, cups and table cloth that was soaked with rain water, dishes that i could not have asked for in such a circumstances, etc etc. Nevertheless, i believed, i strongly believed that we had what it take to make things right, or at least i had what it take to fix things right. It was why i started to transformed myself to what it looked like a waiter working for the event organizer, it was a right thing to do considering my attire, but it was indeed a thing i enjoyed doing it as everyone started to felt better eventually. Having needed to leave earlier than expected, i was not sure if that would be the call for that day but i felt that it should not have ended just like that.
Great thing happened when you agreed that we should gone on to at least satisfy our appetite, what was already promising and good was made to become better when you requested to go further than where we would have ended up had you not voiced your thought. It was also unexpected that i would turned left instead of turning right after the toll, yeah this time the unexpectation was honored to me by my nervous system. Things started to turn into purple despite it was dark outside the car. Stories and feelings were being spoken out and shared in a comfortable atmosphere, yeah i felt comfortable, just like usual. Destinations seemed to be so tiny and unimportant as what was the matter of the world was that the journey was really sweet enough to last for a life time. However sweet though it might be, there were really things that you said that i had the other way of saying it, i chose to let you find out the answer by your own, so i hope that you will really try to discover the better side and the truth.
Again. Unexpectation took me for granted as i followed you into the wrong wash-room, only realizing it after you shown me your puzzled look and question me. Wow, that was not all for the day because this time it would be you who took me unexpectedly. Perhaps you are wondering how did you manage to do that, but it was actually the questions you were asking me as we en route back that really was out of my wildest expectations that you would be asking it out. I do not know what did i shuntted your questions by giving you half true-half foolish answers in a kiddingly manner, but it was struggling when i was responding because i was not sure if it was right for me to tell you the factful truth in that circumstances, one thing i dun like to touch that while i was driving as well. But it was after that night that i found myself cursing at my inability to speak up my mind, and that guilt has been tailing me for days since then.
Truthfully, i really like “Wait For You” by Elliot Yamin. ~wink~
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