Friday, May 02, 2008

Dumb PIG wake up..

wise says, keep telling what you are to yourself and gradually you will becomes 1.

i truly agree..both hand and legs.

last 4 years, regardless i have cash or not i keep saying it to friends and strangers that i don't have money, sometimes i mean it, other times i don't. i say it just for the sake i think i had have not enough money.

Turn out, i never manage to save up nor i have money.

My sifu realized and scolded me. Even if you don't have money. Remain silence...Those who speak attract what they speak, those who thinks attract what they thinks. I stopped, and from there on is happy ever after lar ..haah

recently this 6 foot cloudy brought back my memories.

HOW?

he keeps amaze me...

imagine you have your alarm signal tone as "DUMB PIG, WAKE UP ,DUMB PIG WAKE UP...." you probably have it 365 days convincing non stop telling your mind directly you are a DUMB PIG. Especially in the morning when brain works the best, the 1st information the brain receive is "I'm DUMB" even you are not a dumb pig but i truly believe 1 day ...1 fine day you'll be that DUMB PIG.

how would anyone wanted to kill their mentally softly this way?

SAD TRAGEDY..

i share this piece information with my pals, just to listen from a outsider opinion, maybe I'm over sensitive at this issue. They amazed me too. Their question was why would a man wanted to put this kinky or phony alarm ring tone? Is he forced by his GF to put that on...oh the whole ringtone is "DUMB PIG WAKE UP, MUAKKKKKKKKKKSSSS MUAAAAAKKKSSSS MUAAAAKKKKSSSS...." does he thinks that its cute for a man to put it on? is that his soft spot? they bombarded me with million question. All i could asnwer is "melacca mar" i know nothing at all ahahaah

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~

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