kasor

that moment;

when your room mate was admitted to a ward.

and

you cant do nothing about it.


shit la. i really dont know how to treat you well sista.

aku tahu kau demam. aku try layan kau, jaga kau. but well, your so-call-friends treated you so much better than me. so, that made me to step aside and let them did the best for you.
BUT
hey.
kalau kawan awak kata yang kitaorang tak amik kesah pasal awak, hati ni takda la sakit mana. kan? :/

i really dont care about your gratitudes or what so ever. i dont need them. kitaorang try layan awak, tapi most of the time, you just fixed yrself on the bed, kept sleeping like no one cares for you. bila kitaorang paksa awak makan ubat, suruh makan, you didnt want to listen. but when your friends came, you acted the other way. you eat when you are asked to. you drink when you are asked to. you awake when you are asked to.

"awak rumet dia ke?"
"a'ah. kenapa?"
"tahu tak dia masuk hospital?"
"tahu"
"tak pergi lawat ke?"
"camne nak lawat semua"
"oh takpelah. lagipun ada kosmet dia yang jaga"
"oh okay"


SHITs. orang boleh kata yang benda ni biasa. but weh, kitaorang terasa doh. macam kitaorang ni langsung tak care. waddehel?

:/

hurm.

jadi, aku anggap kau just nak dilayan dengan orang yang kau rapat, bukan orang yang concern pasal kau.

semoga cepat sembuh la kawan.


p/s: kawan yang bila kita hulur tangan, tapi tepis. kemudian menyalak mintak orang bantu. bila member rapat hulur tangan, kemain laju sambut.  SORRY. i dont have time for this. semua ni bullshit. sekian, Sorry.