Handphone

Scenario 1#: 1am, just got back from karaoke-ing. dead tired. Was slowly slipping into slumber land when my handphone rang. I sprang up from the bed thinking maybe it's my colleague. Wrong. is ex bf #1. damn you eatshit @!$@!# Didn't bother to pick up. Felt like giving him a piece of my mind tomorrow.

via sms;
" Hey darling can you fuck off? Stop hogging my phone line, it is not meant for you. Don't you dare to freaking call me at midnight or at anytime again. Don't you get it,lamebrain, that I won't pick up your calls even if you call a million times. The chances of me picking up your call is as much as me jumping down Niagara Falls -1%. Or you just don't get it because you don't have a brain or lacked of it. If that so buddy, I can't help you. Go call 103 and ask for the nearest Mental Institution's number and fuck off."

Okay pardon my language, I am not usually that vulgar. Is just that he has been calling me way past midnight a couple of times the past freaking weeks.

WTF.damnyou!

Stop fucking calling me.

I need my beauty sleep @!#!%

Scenario #2;

Chinese Aunty: harrrrlouu harrrrlouuuu cackle cackle* HARRRLOUUU!

Me: Yes yeah..?

Chinese Aunty: harlouuu..erm..chiwai yau hai mo?

Me: (thinking* chi* wat? cb?him again? wtf~) Ta chor tin wa. ( and I should have add this- no cb here only human. Wanna find cb ar? go Jalan Alor there. Got thai, indo,china watever kinda of cb you like)

bahahhahhahaa..

Chinese Aunty: mm. click* hung up*

Me: wtf.wahlau damn kau rude right? &$(^&*%# wahlauuuu!!

I swear if anyone were to call for this chiwatever fella again I am going to make them wish they never heard of the word phone before. Dunno how many times they have to call the wrong number, only 10numbers, so hard to remember meh? damn.