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You know, they say if you are not successful in keeping a pet for a year and a plant for 2 years, then you are not ready enough to handle a girl boy relationship. Well that is hard for me to swallow because it is not convincing enough to me. Maybe they should change the sentence somehow. Maybe they should change it to, "They say if you are not successful in keeping your blog updated once a day, then you are not ready enough to handle a girl boy relationship." Now that is believable and of course, sensible.
For the past few weeks, so far, I have been working hard for the brand new semester and lately, worrying for Khadijah who has been a sick girlfriend. She has got bronchitis if that is how you spell it. Her stomach muscles are drilled everyime when she coughs and she has phlegm hanging around at the junction where the trachea and the oesophagus meets. Well I am no doctor but using my biological sense to analyse it, I think the phlegm jammed the epiglottis, must be. For those of you who know nothing, what I was talking about, it was somewhere near the throat. I hope she gets better soon because I miss her a lot. I wanna ask her out for a movie when she recovers.
Anyways, sigh, I feel older. No. I just feel old. I am getting tired. I am wearing out. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I think my right knee would not let me play soccer in a few months time. Oh no. I am going to be like my dad.
What has dad been doing you ask? Well I don't know but I do know that my life has been hectic and I need to straighten up nowadays. I am trying my best and there are no results still. All I need is an organiser for my life.
What do you think I should do?
For the past few weeks, so far, I have been working hard for the brand new semester and lately, worrying for Khadijah who has been a sick girlfriend. She has got bronchitis if that is how you spell it. Her stomach muscles are drilled everyime when she coughs and she has phlegm hanging around at the junction where the trachea and the oesophagus meets. Well I am no doctor but using my biological sense to analyse it, I think the phlegm jammed the epiglottis, must be. For those of you who know nothing, what I was talking about, it was somewhere near the throat. I hope she gets better soon because I miss her a lot. I wanna ask her out for a movie when she recovers.
Anyways, sigh, I feel older. No. I just feel old. I am getting tired. I am wearing out. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I think my right knee would not let me play soccer in a few months time. Oh no. I am going to be like my dad.
What has dad been doing you ask? Well I don't know but I do know that my life has been hectic and I need to straighten up nowadays. I am trying my best and there are no results still. All I need is an organiser for my life.
What do you think I should do?
posted by Muhammad Shalih @ 7:43 AM
3 Comments:
At 1:35 PM ,
DOINK said...
frat.. frat.. *doink shakes head*. mana punyer biologist jer dekni. phlegm hanging around in the junctionlah. the light's in amberlah, phlegm waiting to cross the road. kherkher. i go clinic pon doctor don't tell me so in details like yours. anyways, khad babe, hope you're getting better!
ps. for khad's attention only. i've never seen him growing plants except taugeh for science experiment dulu and pets.. hmmmm.. that u'd better check with Nikki.
At 8:37 PM ,
Muhammad Shalih said...
Hey! Initially I was thinking of writing that you know. Quite similar to that only that I imagine the phlegm as a car. Accident and all. Thought it would be nonsense so I took it out.
Hmmm. Never thought my sister would be as nonsensical as me. KHER. KHER. KHER.
At 3:28 PM ,
DOINK said...
when we're born from the same passageway, when we're feeding milk from the same breast, when we're made from the same man & woman, what does it says to you? that we're siblings? precisely, that's why the same thought. i guess your brain cell and my brain cell was at that junction where the phlegm is waiting to cross. i thought i saw you waving at me. hahaha!
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