Last week was a hectic one. More like working non-stop through the wee hours almost everyday...even weekend..ishh..life is like Illustrator, Photoshop, Flash - Flash, Photoshop, Illustrator. Went out yumchar also, eerrmm..
"can i be back in like..eerrr..an hour's time ?"
Urrgghhh...i look like over-wasted zombi-fied human. Hahah..
Well, the only highlight last week was WS's birthday as we went TGIF@the curve for a decent celebration. Followed by Dome where we cut the cake there. Pictures ah..later la...too many dunno which to choose ler :)
This incident below came in when i haven't slept for more than 24 hours non-stop working, and still rushing for deadline in a few hours time...
"fatt ah..i think that fella really kill himself di"
"ha..what you mean ?"
"yesterday 3am he sms-ed me said he cannot take it di..want to swallow pills...then i call back...he didn't picked up phone, until now..." (9am)
"wahh..serious ? where is he now ?"
"i really dunno ler..damn @#! fucked up. Can you try calling him ? "
"ok ok can."
"fuck la...i will keep calling him until he pick up"
(4pm...i finished my work deadline and KO-ed)
"fatt ahh...i can't get through him..:( ..damn it..i scad he die there di man..."
(8pm)
"you read my message just now di ? "
"yeah..ish..that fella."
"you guessed how many panadol he took ?"
"5? ...10 ?"
"16 !!"
"WAHHH..fuck ! serious ah ?? he really want to end his life ah ????"
"he siao oledi lahhh...so obsessed. Crazy wan."
"just now talked to him. Like no energy at all, no voice also"
"shit...where is him now ?"
"hospital."
"who found him out ?"
"his housemate. He thought he was sleeping...until he saw the used packed wasted panadol beside his bed."
"wahh...we better talk to him tomolo man.."
"i told him if he do that again im gonna wack up up."
I once had a friend, that i've known through a friend, we've spent 4 days together in a holiday trip, she committed suicide weeks later. I only knew her for 4 days...
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