Descent

this whole week sucked.

actually it was just friday that did.
the outing for that day itself sucked.

we had dinner at simpang.
ordered food as usual.

then suddenly an extra order of someone"s food arrived.
and they were like what??

so they busted out an argument with the usually suttle hawa lady.
what the hell is wrong sia with them.
if anything goes wrong, she loses her job sia.

but they wont lose even a centimeter square of shit.

the bottom line is that..

THEY ARE NOT SIMPANG VETERANS.

thats all.

anywaaay.

on a darker, more sadistic note,
i had a really bad dream last night.
and it involves ilyas.


we were already 28 or 29.
but our faces were the same someohow.

and ilyas had a baby.
so one day i decided to visit him at his house.
but he didnt know that i was coming.

so when i arrived at his place, he was getting ready to go out and stuff
with his wife and sister.
(i really dont know who the wife is)



then i was given the baby to hold.
she was like really tiny.
like fucking tiny!

so i held her in this piece of cloth that was bigger than her body.
we went to the zoo or something, and all the while i was holding her.

throughout the whole trip, nobody sad something about the baby.

then after all that, i got home.
i suddenly got a call from ilyas as i sat on my couch.

he said his kid was missing!

i took the cloth out, and there wasnt anything in it.
but it was dipped in COKE!

i was feeling so fucking terrified.
in my mind i was like
"I KILLED A BABY! I KILLED A BABY! FUCK FUCK FUCK!"

i didnt know what to tell him, so i put the phone down
and suddenly awoke from the dream.

i thought right away that it was real.
well it did feel very real.

and since some of my dreams turn in to deja vu,
ILYAS, I DONT WANT YOU TO EVER LET ME MEET YOUR KIDS BEFORE THEY TURN 18!


okay thats all.
bye.