22/12/2009

Dentists are 'terrorist'! I accompanied her to the dentist to have her teeth plucked. Yes no doubt we had to go early to book the appointment before others made it first. During the plucking teeth session, i was just standing right beside her to hold her hand. Looking into her mouth, observing how the dentist use the tool to twist the teeth. She twisted twice and with a force, the teeth was plucked! Don't you think they're alike terrorist? Only terrorist will injured people by torturing the victims with any tools to murder them ; dig their eyes, bones, legs, hands, etc. However, the only different between a terrorist and a dentist is - the 'victim' or the patient of a dentist will ask them to ensure the future beauty after the 'plucking session', whereas a terrorist... Hmm.. Guess everyone knows the what will be the end if you fall into a terrorist's hand. Her teeth was sooooooo, not so big actually, when i looked into it, it was quite tiny but covered with blood. Eww? Haha!

I salute people who hold the power of love. I watch the Avatar with friends yesterday. The main character sacrificed his normal life to go into the different world in order to live with the one he loves. He sacrificed his primary duty so to save the world in the other side. All were just because of the love, the bond being created between both of them showed the romance. When i was watching in the cinema, i was thinking... Argghhh.. Never mind, hope when things are fined, it stays under a good condition for a longer time. I hope..
Is it weird if i say i miss him? He is my friend and we used to share things together, letting out frustration together, drink beer together, etc. Sometimes i wish somehow he's here to become my punching beg, i mean.. Just a buddy to share some 'sum xi'. But never mind, under some circumstances, sometimes i prefer to close up myself rather than sharing problems with the others.

I was shocked by some incidents happened yesterday night. It was almost 1am when i was talking on the phone. Suddenly i heard some cracking sound, it became louder and louder. So many shocking feelings came at once, i simply thought - a thief outside? No no. Earthquake? No no. Ghost? Certainly big NO. And when i sat up from my bed and Ohh.. the tiles on the floor cracked again. This incident was the third time since 7 years ago. As i know, there're still other houses in the same row under the same phase in my neighbourhood face the same problem too. Maybe the developer in this housing area years ago were trying to cut their costs and that's why not enough cement was being applied on the tiles and the floor, and thus everything came out, but i think this is too much.

Time flies, it's already a week since i came back last week. But i've yet to get enough rest. I mean sleep. Hoping so much to have goodnight sleeps every night.
Lucks for always. :)

JUN.