frustration.

great. im gonna rant like there's no tomorrow.
there's this old uncle taking the same MRT
as me and hafiz were going home after getting
some of the art stuff from Art Friend and
a tripod for my camera at peninsula.

during our journey home. the uncle switched
on his music and played it DAMN LOUD.
yes, no joke. LOUD! and thats why im pissed.
i was like so angry due to the fact that i've spent
66DOLLARS FOR ART EQUIPMENT!
ONE SKETCH BOOK, ONE OTHER DRAWING BOOK,
ONE CHINESE INK, THREE DRAWING PEN,
ONE ART CARD! THATS ALL. 66BUCKS. WTF?!

fine, then this uncle played it as if there's no
commuters except for him alone.
bloody fuck. i got up, walked over towards
him and told him this
clarence :" eh, can you switch off your music or no? "
uncle :" why? "
clarence :" very loud you know? "
uncle :" where got? got meh? "

*bloody fucking hell.*
*here comes my adrenaline*

clarence :" knn, you cant see everyone look at you meh? "
" still say dont know? fucking hell! "
uncle :" loud? *speaks malay profanities* "

*walk back to my seat*


after that, the old fart stopped his music
and i was still staring at him as if a lion wanting to eat its prey.
hes really too much, DAMN LOUD YOU KNOW?!
3 rows apart still can hear. bloody hell.

angry clarey :(



clarey is going to go for fireworks later (2/8/08).
anyone wanna join me?





neko, there's only one word which
makes me fall so deeply into you.
the word is "love".
hope you're not giving up on me;
i'm not gonna give up on you.