Hey guys....here it goes...my life-...i mean a guy's life story....episode 4....
No one ever said that life is fair.........i'm not saying that it should be....Some nights, i got angry at how cruel life can be, and how time flies by quickly....
.....The first thing u know, u are at ur primary school taking PSLE...the next thing you know, u are in Sec 3-2.....and the next thing u know, u're married.....and the last thing u know, u're taking ur last breath............
......But it's life........haiz.........
..........And nowadays, life is getting much more and more boring...I wondered why i have so many friends but like 70% of them don't keep in touch with me....What does a 'friend' means anyway?
Are they people who you are comfortable with?have fun with?have the same interests as you?make you not feel left out whenever you hang out with them?....
...If that's the case, then i dun really have friends....the 70% of them who don't keep in touch with me, aren't my frens.......
.......haiz...'ve been living a lie.....forsaken........erm i duno what other words to use......i'm sorry if i dun arrange my points in order, im the kind of person who likes to throw words around, talks whenever i feel like it, be the fuel rather than being the fire......
......Today.....was a bore.....same like yesterday........see those pics on top? i drew them...coz i was bored....and to force myself to smile....so that people won't see how miserable the living thing behind the fake smile is........
..........lemme start from this morning....a teacher told me to cut my hair(i was surprised that he stills remember my name)......i just gave him a smile and said k.....but inside i was like fuck u, that tym u caught nab and zhaf and they still havent cut their hair........aniwaes, i said 'fuck' for a total of 4 times today......=D..............
.............then i got geography.....classes were combined.......ouh how i hate combining classes....they make me lose my interest coz i concentrate less...and the theatrette or watever its spelled wasn't a good and conducive place to study compared to a classroom....ouh yes, i beg to differ, the classroom is better, seriously..........Don't agree with me?then fuc-.....but that's not what i'm writing about...........
So yeah, got bored during geo lesson just now and i disturbed alif....to keep myself awake.....(im sorry alif)....then at the same time i drew smiley faces at my geo book coz i was bored and u know, forced myself to smile.....
....So i kept disturbung alif to a point of time when he scratched me on my finger but i didnt noticed it....then when i continued drawing those faces, i felt a slight pain and lots of blood was like oozing out of my finger....then wiped it lar.....
......geo over, i then had A Maths...........during A Maths, i continued my 'masterpiece' on my A Maths textbook................
.....Then had recess.......then went up to class early.........then i saw hazmie...then i like talk to him and stuff cause i like haven talked to him for quite some time.........then like we were talking about how i wanted to be a rapper last time and how i suddenly stopped that dream blablabla......
...............then after that, got into my class for english.......Mdm rabiah or watever her name was took over for english.......it was boring seriously...halfway through the lesson, i almost fall asleep...i tried various methods to keep myself awake like pinching,slapping and stuff............
....then i saw YingYing taking out a penknife to cut some of her stuff...then we she wasn't using it, i took it and was thinking of cutting myself on the arm....dun get the wrong idea, i wasnt committing suicide or was emo or stuff... I was trying to keep myself awake..i moved the penknife to the top layer of my skin and move it down slowly and gently...I could have sworn i cut myself, not a deep one lar of course....but there wasnt any mark.....then i put it back on the table.........
.......Ying ying then noticed that i was looking at my arm after i used the penknife....Then she gave me a 'did-u-cut-urself' look...(coz i told her about a boy in our class who cuts his arm whenever he got bored...i dun wana mention names...)....Then i told her that i didn't...and i showed my arm to her...it was clean...no cuts....i could have sworn that i did cut myself.......
........English over.......THANK GOD!!!!...it was boring...seriously....
......Then me,nab,zhaf,muhd,muzakkir,farhan,haziq and alif decided that we shuld walk to assyafaah mosque...it was my idea actualli.....coz i dun like taking buses and prefer walking...aniwaes i got used to walking....so we walked......
....after 6 mins when i started walking alone, muhd suddenly pushed me and said ,'Azri dun be emo lar!'...then i was like 'WTF??!!' and pushed him back and punched him...but then we got over with it....here are some pics of just now.....
.....Then we stopped by at admiralty at mac to get some icecreams...then zhaf came up to me and went like 'Hey azri can blanja me?i got no money leh...' then i was like 'k, but a chocolate swirl k?'...then he said k thx......then we all bought ice creams......
....and then we continued our journey......
Then we came to a place where Bangla workers work....(see pic)....
We then walked past it...i was bored so i shouted bangla along the way but apparently there were no banglas......so we continued our journey.....
.......when we were walking, i suddenly felt a sharp pain on my arm..i look at it...it was the cut...and it was bleeding.....how come there were no cut just now when i cut it?...blood was oozing profusely..i just wiped it against my pants...no one knew....then it got itchy....but the bleeding stopped......all of them knew about the cut...but they didnt know that it was bleeding.......but then i just beared the pain...and smiled along the way.....=D......
.......when we were walking, i suddenly felt a sharp pain on my arm..i look at it...it was the cut...and it was bleeding.....how come there were no cut just now when i cut it?...blood was oozing profusely..i just wiped it against my pants...no one knew....then it got itchy....but the bleeding stopped......all of them knew about the cut...but they didnt know that it was bleeding.......but then i just beared the pain...and smiled along the way.....=D......
After all of this, we got into the mosque and did our prayers........all of us got back home.............=D..........................home.............haiz........................i want to spent more time with friends......................and someone else too..................................but then to cover all my sadness, i just mask it with a smile....a fake smile....=D.............
........................So that's the end of episode 4 guys=D...haha....i got nothing to write about so i wrote about today..........and the next episode is my LOVE STORY.....so please do wait.......it'll be the last episode.........and be broken down into parts.............
.......this episode is about what is meant by this guy's smile and what he did on that day........and blablabla....................plz leave behind comments...................................
............SO GUYS! ONE MORE EPISODE!!!HAHA!!!and i may not publish it........unless u guys erm.........nvm...........
....aniwaes this song is called 'Story Of A Lonely Guy' by Blink-182...it may describe somebody's life....maybe it doesn't....what am i talking about?am i drunk?can somebody slap me???(aniway my arm still hurts!...)
Story Of A Lonely Guy
Blink-182
Push it out, fake a smile
Avert disaster, just in time
I need a drink, cause in a while
Worthless answer from friends of mine
It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore
Girls posses me, but they're never mine
I made my entrance, avoided hazards
Checked my engine, I fell behind
I fell behind
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone I'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm a fuckin' boy
Remember when I was in the grocery store, now's my time
Lost the words, lost my nerve, lost the girl, left a line
I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine
So read my book with a boring ending
A short story of a lonely guy
Who fell behind
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone I'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm a fuckin' boy
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone I'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm still just a stupid worthless boy
