81.

Eh. Its 1 out of 8. Not 1 out of 9 anymore. Losing the exclusiveness abit. Heh.

My thigh hurts real bad. An accident with the manifold.
And the spine needs to be cracked. I dont know why it is in this condition also. Didnt really stress myself out these past few days im sure. But yeah, it needs cracking.
Ohmygod my thigh.

I stayed up the whole of yesterday. And then was listening to the radio channel, dedications for this fasting and the upcoming festive periods. And the ones who called the radio station mostly dedicated the songs to either those who were asleep or those who were overseas. And there's this one guy who even dedicated to his unborn child.
Like, hmmmm..
And i think the radio dj got abit irritated after awhile cause nobody remembers her name. Hehehh.

Anyway, whoever's been reading this blog for a very long time might remember a certain 'Encik Arshad' that i mentioned before. And yup, he's now in charge of the rota now. Hohoho.



Morbid jealousy.
Delusional jealousy.
Othello syndrome.
Whatever you call it.
Ah. She doesnt really need me.