no man is an island....
how many times have we heard that saying... true, men (humans to feminists and womanists) are social beings (some say we are animals), so there is a need for interaction... all, no let me change that, most of the time... but the rest of the time, we human beings need to deal with it alone... totally understand it...
despite coming from a great big family, we all have our personal individual spaces... i dont like too much intrusion... i have had relationships that are too clingy... dat i pried myself out of it... they seem to be control freaks... wanting to know ur every move...
ok here comes the stalker song...
'every breath u take' is being played in the background...
o man, it was suffocating... help! help! tolong! tolong!
well to those who know me well, they know this is true... or is it? i think not... to those who think they know me..,
very well... can beg to differ.
so let me declare.. a declaration....
i am an island...
ok....
characters: Wak, Zaqy, Irawan, Iman
they are having coffee at makmur coffeeshop. it is 3am.
Irawan: Sial ah eh... (fuck man)
Iman: ah ah lah... (yes)
Wak: abih sekarang nak bikin apa.. (wat shall we do now)
Zaqy: pegi pah sua... (lets play pool)
Wak: malas ah... (i feel lazy)
Irawan: bukannya jauh sangat... (isnt dat far)
Wak: penat lah... (tired)
irawan and iman exits to pee...
a cat walks by...
Wak: eh tengok dia punya muskers... (look at its 'muskers')
Zaqy:ah ah kelakar.... (looks funny)
pause for 3o minutes.
irawan and iman enters.
pause
Zaqy: eh wan ada perkataan muskers? (is there such a word, muskers)
end
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On Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 2:31 am.
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