yesterday was intense. i actually got up at 6am. only two hours of sleep. picked widad up and we went for breakfast at mcd's. after that off we go to college. we had breakfast in the car and poof comes samir and the gang. with him was eve and nick. we didnt really mind them annoying us but it was all fun and jokes. so we continued eating our breakfast. later we went up to the kitchen and got a briefing and off to work. so we started around 8am and finished around 10pm. we made 3000 packages. i felt like i was in this factory, just putting in the labels and ribbon and then closing it with the lid. i did that for hours. but before that of cause i went around to help everyone.
so yeah. the whole day was tiring. even with that, i even had time to spend time with her. it was really a random thing but what happened, actually happened. i was surprised. so yeah.
after everything was done, a few of us went to the mamak and had some drinks. after that, i sent widad home and came home. i was feeling all confused and all when i got home. it was because i didnt expect anything to happen yesterday. i didnt expect anything. i was really out of my mind. all i could think of was, go to the bar i went to on friday. so i went, alone.
the bartender, which was both of them, farah and joe was there again. so they recognized me and asked what i wanted to drink after seeing me sitting down not having a drink yet. so i ordered a bottle of beer to quence my thrist for alcohol. after downing the whole bottle, i asked the bartender to give me something strong, just like what i said on friday. i said i didnt want the graveyard anymore because that was a little too strong, so he gave me an ak-47. rather interesting drink i might add. so while sitting there, the bartenders were nice people. farah even asked how old i was. i told her my real age and then i asked for hers. she's 23. then later, out of the blue, she told me that she was surprised of my age. then i asked her how old do i look then? she told me the same as her. i was like, dont worry, i get that alot.
so after that 2nd drink, i ordered another. told joe i wanted a not so strong cocktail but good. i got him thinking for awhile. hahahaha he like ummmmm ... ummmmm ... then i told him to take his time and think about it. after serving a few drink to the customers, he finally thought of something and that something was farah's favourite drink. i couldnt remember the name though. so yeah. tasted it and damn ... it tasted better than the ak-47. then farah suddenly came up with a drink in her hand, wanting to cheers with me, i held up my cup and said thank you. she then said the last drink was on her. i was like, why thank you very much! so then i just sat there until they closed the bar. farah come outside and sat next to me. she lighted a ciggarette. i wanted to say, "ooh, sigup jugaaa" but wasnt that keen on asking it. so yeah, we talked for quite awhile. didnt know how long we talked because of the amount of alcohol slowly kicking in but it was long. shes such a nice person to talk to. in and out of the bar. so yeah. when she was about to go do something inside the club, she shook my hand and said, nice to meet you, hope to see you again. i smiled at her and said, dont worry, you'll see me soon. she gave me this sweet smile that i've been waiting for since friday and left.
after a few minutes sitting down and sobering up, i told joe i was going back. shook his hand and said goodbye. he asked me to drive carefully. im like, ill try! and both of us laughed. the drive home was kinda ok. but if i was stopped by the cops, i would have most probably gone to jail. i was kinda tipsy tipsy but still could think. when i got home, sy came out of his room and asked if i was ok. i told him something ... i couldnt remember, but i remembered i didnt mumble. he told me he couldnt make out what i was saying but the last few words, good night. hahahah
so yeah. the weekends were hectic. i loved it. i enjoyed it. i barely had any sleep on both days. i dont really care anymore. i just want to live life and forget about my silly past. my past is just stopping me from moving forward. now it shall stay forgotten and never to be opened. i hate my past.
ill be gone for the weekdays. bye bye.
rick.
so yeah. the whole day was tiring. even with that, i even had time to spend time with her. it was really a random thing but what happened, actually happened. i was surprised. so yeah.
after everything was done, a few of us went to the mamak and had some drinks. after that, i sent widad home and came home. i was feeling all confused and all when i got home. it was because i didnt expect anything to happen yesterday. i didnt expect anything. i was really out of my mind. all i could think of was, go to the bar i went to on friday. so i went, alone.
the bartender, which was both of them, farah and joe was there again. so they recognized me and asked what i wanted to drink after seeing me sitting down not having a drink yet. so i ordered a bottle of beer to quence my thrist for alcohol. after downing the whole bottle, i asked the bartender to give me something strong, just like what i said on friday. i said i didnt want the graveyard anymore because that was a little too strong, so he gave me an ak-47. rather interesting drink i might add. so while sitting there, the bartenders were nice people. farah even asked how old i was. i told her my real age and then i asked for hers. she's 23. then later, out of the blue, she told me that she was surprised of my age. then i asked her how old do i look then? she told me the same as her. i was like, dont worry, i get that alot.
so after that 2nd drink, i ordered another. told joe i wanted a not so strong cocktail but good. i got him thinking for awhile. hahahaha he like ummmmm ... ummmmm ... then i told him to take his time and think about it. after serving a few drink to the customers, he finally thought of something and that something was farah's favourite drink. i couldnt remember the name though. so yeah. tasted it and damn ... it tasted better than the ak-47. then farah suddenly came up with a drink in her hand, wanting to cheers with me, i held up my cup and said thank you. she then said the last drink was on her. i was like, why thank you very much! so then i just sat there until they closed the bar. farah come outside and sat next to me. she lighted a ciggarette. i wanted to say, "ooh, sigup jugaaa" but wasnt that keen on asking it. so yeah, we talked for quite awhile. didnt know how long we talked because of the amount of alcohol slowly kicking in but it was long. shes such a nice person to talk to. in and out of the bar. so yeah. when she was about to go do something inside the club, she shook my hand and said, nice to meet you, hope to see you again. i smiled at her and said, dont worry, you'll see me soon. she gave me this sweet smile that i've been waiting for since friday and left.
after a few minutes sitting down and sobering up, i told joe i was going back. shook his hand and said goodbye. he asked me to drive carefully. im like, ill try! and both of us laughed. the drive home was kinda ok. but if i was stopped by the cops, i would have most probably gone to jail. i was kinda tipsy tipsy but still could think. when i got home, sy came out of his room and asked if i was ok. i told him something ... i couldnt remember, but i remembered i didnt mumble. he told me he couldnt make out what i was saying but the last few words, good night. hahahah
so yeah. the weekends were hectic. i loved it. i enjoyed it. i barely had any sleep on both days. i dont really care anymore. i just want to live life and forget about my silly past. my past is just stopping me from moving forward. now it shall stay forgotten and never to be opened. i hate my past.
ill be gone for the weekdays. bye bye.
rick.
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