why?

I really really hate this feeling. The feeling of nothingness. Eish. I don't like. I can't wait to go back this weekend. Although I'm going to have trouble coming back.

It is only 11pm, and I'm watching Zathura. I like. It is so - JUMANJI ish. And I'm feeling. Nothing. Its starting to bore me here. How? Actually, I have a story to tell. Maybe this is why I'm feeling what I'm feeling now.

Last night, I was online, and I chatted with Lala (bukan nama sebenar) and of course, she's one of my close friend. She used to be my ultimate best friend, though (once upon a time, but we're still as close la - she help me, I help her blablabla) and she asked me about her wanting to start blogging.

I told her, its up to her and I was wondering, why blogging? I mean, she rarely read blogs, and she's not the type who writes, and I thought of Kaki (bukan nama sebenar) who is pretty close to her, and I used to hate her last time because she used me for something (that is related to Lala) and I just found out that she blogs too.

Bedah : What now, does Kaki have a blog or something?
Lala : Yeah, but thats wayyyyyyy before you do. Why?
Bedah : No lah, its like, efhe;fe jf;kjfd;kj ;a fd she's your idol or something disfhsadjffa.
Lala : afkjhdlkjajdfdk;lajf are you trying to pick a fight or something jhfkdshfldh
Bedah : aodfjdjfojfoidjoajfdhjdsgyue dggsafhuhf hfdhfidhfudfhdhlfudhfuhfla hufdhalhduhfl
Lala : isdfihfuifhaisuhfs dhfudihfudhf aduf fuhdufhalfhdl fhdf ldhfhdlfhdfhpefierye yhdhfidsaf
Bedah : fuck you isafhiodfhahfpodhfpoafheip
Lala : shdfhkdfh 9ow no fuck you jdhladhlshlhsfl
Bedah : fshsahfldahflue jkhdkap ahwdahda yeah fuck me then ap;sdka;fd

Fuck bapak bangang sial nak fuck fuckk each other. Haha, I mean, honestly, that part was uber funny. But but tah? Maybe because I don't see you as someone who would curse that much.
Okay, the moral of the story is we fought. And I hate it whenever we fight. Lala, I love you man. I really do. And yesterday was a wrong day for me. Lagi lagi when you say things like that. First you called me !@%!&@ three weeks ago. And then this. Actually I just tak puas hati with you and you triggered my nerves and BOOOM thank you kau jugak yang kena padan muka.

But but you were wrong when you say I was trying so hard to understand you when I said "its been 6 years and I know no shit about you," (or something like that because I can't remember).

Wah wah apa, kau ingat kau rockstar ke apa I nak kenal? Sheeeesh puhlease.

Sorry la bai. You know I miss you. Thats why I became so @#$#%% lately. And talking about Kaki just makes me feel so ew ew so yeah. Forgive me? And I'll forgive you.

So now, you may blog if you want to. That's final. Don't ask for my opinion because I've said mine.