I hate it
Here is what I want to tell you people. It's weird to see other people who don't appreciate what others have given them, helped them or did anything good to them. It's just weird. I have no idea why these people are like this. I never want to ask for anything. Anything at all. But this happened recently. I just hate to mentioned or elaborate about it too much but here is what I feel sick about. I was promised (I always take other people's word as promise) to be given some food after work. Arghh...I really hate to write about it. . okay. . I stop here. Lets not talk about it anymore. Lets just talk about the moral of the story. The moral of the story is, it's in Bahasa Melayu hati nyamuk sama dicicah, hati gajah sama dilapah which means we have to share everything. If the amount of the food is too little, then the wise men should know how to divide it so that everyone would get it. Ok ok ok. . .I was mengarut-ing up there. But I really hate it hate it hate it. . heh