manage to get some time and adjourn this down before my memory give its way.

how can i say what happened the last few days...
kinda speechless...
will try my best ...
here goes...

weighing more than me, taller than me but just don't quite like me or anything i seen of..
slow...superb slow ..well that's what it seem to be to me lar ...most of the time this species seem like trying to stay focus but his brain or vi son has too many foggy cloud that all he does best is just stand and stare.

He talks really soft...most the time i have to really cut my ear and paste it near his lip or lip reading.
He said he's on a mission to KL to see me and talks to me ...
what evar reasons is ..he never try to enforce his objective by saying out to me and hoping i would somehow knew it ..yes i do but i do not appreciate the silence...

2 or 3 days ..we hav nothing much to talk about nor to share...is a shame~

the incident which really caught my mind were the movie night
thre's always long queue for drinks and snack. I told Mr.Cloudy, i wanted hotdog and nescafe, in return asked what he wants. He said he didn't want anything beside abit of what m having. OK. Set. while our turn, i ordered, and asked him again. Do you want any drink? what drink you want..he in return looks at me with blur and stone eyes..slowly tilted his head to front ...taking his own sweet time while i, cashier and dozen people waiting for him to make a decision on what to drink! he mumbled and i couldn't hear, again and i still couldn't hear...finally he pointed. i felt weird..how could he, himself ..has no clue or undecided what he wants to drink~ i asked again. This time more loud and clear. Wat you wanted to drink? i have order mine~

He replied : oh..me ..you are asking me. No, i don't want
Sky : speechless

i ordered mash potato for Mr. Cloudy and hot dog for myself. While waiting for foods, my drink came. I busy pouring milk powder to my coffee while Mr. Cloudy continue to dream the entire process. I have to ask him to help in carrying the bag so it will not block the rest in ordering.

Sky : foggy than Genting on a cold day !

we went into cinema...sitted...he having his mash potato and me having my hot dog...wanted to offer some to him, but take a look at him...digging tissue for himself thru his pocket...only for himself ...

this incident left me high and dry~