As I browse aimlessly in this virtual world this evening, my audio player played “Slipknot – Vermillion”, when I heared the word unrequited. Upon hearing the word, I thought, “What is the real meaning of unrequited?” and so there it is, the answer from online dictionary.

As a reflective action to that meaning, I was smiling, thinking about what happened in the morning just now. Somebody was calling me, an unknown number. I answered, but there was no reply from the other side. So I just hang up. The same number misscalled me right after that.

As I was reaching for my handphone, my knees stumbled upon the edge of the chair. I had a bruise in the knee, a scratch, got it from last night futsal. It hurts, and intuitively bend my knees , when suddenly I bumped my ass off the edge of the sofa. OMG Double KILL!!

(My current house has little space, and dining chair is really near with the sofa. Demmit saket bontot aku. Terasa mcm Kakasyi buat “Thousand Years of Pain” kat Naruto. Demmit2..)

Enraged, I was cursing that damn caller. Usually, the people who likes to call and say nothing, and then miscall so many times, is just a desperate-loser-trying-to-get-a-pussy-to-fuck. So, as I am a-man-with-a-fucking-dick, this was some SMSes between us:

Pukimak anjeng ko. Pk no pelacur ker nak misscal2. Gampang anak haram. Sori, sini batang straight je ade. Lancao nak main2 misscall..

5 minutes later, a reply with a misscalled.

Bgsnye budi bhsa awk ye. sy wanita. tq cuz awk maki hamun sy.

My reply : Terima kasih gak kerana telah berjaya buat saya saket bontot psl berebut2 nk amek hp, but it ended up as a misscal.

Her reply : Nampak sangat awk bkn dr golongan org2 baik. kalau baik mst tak maki hamun org mcm tuh kan..

My DOUBLE ENRAGED reply : So? Yes I am a fucking bad creature. Who are you to mess up my life??

-the end : no more sms-

Now how’s that for an example of, unrequited love? lol.

Btw, I think I’ve had my hell week for this semester. This week was really suck, tiring, and fucked up. From Monday to Friday, the requester has been chasing me about each and every second, for the WAS sizing (hell it supposed to be one way communication, I give you the sizing result, you get lost from my life. Why you come back to me and doubting the result? YOU’RE THE ONE WHO GAVE ME THE PARAMETER FOR GOD SAKE!). I’ve passed the request to my SV for her to settle it up. However, it cost me her trust to me. Now all my work must be reviewed by her again. Goddamnit. Thanks to Eng Lieh the fucking requester, now I’m back to square one, where all the request I do, need to be reviewed.

Above that all, because of the tiring endless work, I’ve missed many World Cup matches. I break for this time. This week really burnt me up. NOW I’M A BURNT-UP TRAINEE!!

Btw, I still enjoyed my life. Last night, had a futsal game with my fellow jan03 buddies, mostly UTP’s engineering student (itisjan03 man : Me, Enoll, Gomok, Sean, Kuzek, Pali. En A as usual came up late. 7/24, about 1/4 of the itisjan03 man population.). Had a nice game, I played a little longer than the last time I played with Snub (haha..tahan tak isap rokok byk2. Sblm men aku isap 2 batang je utk ari tuh. 1 lepas lunch, 1 lepas dinner) Had fun, had some scratches. Got to see Italy vs USA. 3 red card. The game was dirtier than me.

Complete week huh? Weekdays filled with tense of work, and weekends filled with boredom and little fun. Ah btw, when I went to my car this evening to paste the new road tax sticker, I noticed someone had scratch my car with something sharp, probably a key, from front to back. (Fuck!! FUCK!!! pukimak lancao haram!!!)

That’s it. My curse-hell-week-filled-with-tense-and-fucking-event. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.