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don't you hate it when people give one word text messages?

it sounds so curt. you type this nice moderately long msg, with quips or small jokes inserted, and you're chuckling with delight by your own cleverness at typing a good message. skali tgk when the person replies, it just says 'nope', or just the word 'ok'. aiie! you feel so cut up short.

yeah well. some people would argue buat ape nak bazirkan tenaga type banyak2 when one word would suffice?pfft. well buat ape nak waste a 10 cent message with one word when you could get your value for money and type 10 or even more,huh?HUH? ah well. needless to say, i still don't like one-word messages. give at least 5 words la. make that 7. or ten.

This morning i woke up late, as i usually do when there's no class. my brother was banging on the door and handed me the phone when i opened. well,it wasn't a call for me, it was this guy from an elecrical company asking for my dad. apparently my dad won something(he was supposedly chosen 'randomly' to win) and has to go pick it up in shah alam.

this company's called a couple times before already. my dad thinks its some bogus scam thingie so he doesn't want to go pick it up. the last time they called(which i answered), they said the deadline for him to go pick his prize up was a couple weeks ago. skali tgk dieorg call lagi.peh.

so i answer the phone, still groggy from sleep, and the guy on the phone asks if i could salin an address and calling number to pass to dad when he gets back(he went to johor today). i didn't realise yet that these people were the same ones as dulu, so i asked him to hold while i grabbed some paper and a pen.

i was looking for a pen, phone crooked against my ear and shoulder, when i heard him talking to his colleague. 'ni anak die, nak suruh dile salin alamat. baru bangun tido!' *chuckle,chuckle*. ppft.

so i curtly asked for the address, and he starts reading it to me. skali i realised it was the same people so i told him that dad doesn't want the gift.

'la,kenape die tak nak?ni barang die kat sini.'
'saye tak tahu, dah die tak nak ambik, kenape nak paksa pulak?'
'tak,sebab ni barang die, suruhla die datang sini bawak ic dengan nombor rujukan untuk claim.'
'yelah, nanti saya ckp dgn die'.
'ok,itujelah. skarang adik pegi mandi tau.'
'HAHAHAHA,kelakarnye!bye.'

that kind of humour or know-it-allness rubs bad against you when you haven't had breakfast yet.

it's a nice day. all blue skies with fluffy white clouds. and yesterday, i had the delight of seeing this.



orange and purple and blue!