School was okay I guess. Finally got round to returning the programming CD I borrowed from the school. I guess the clerk there has got the most boring job in the world. Just sit down there till someone comes in. Hopefully. Probably that's why she looks sick and unenergetic and lazy and cam tak nak bangun pergi kerja punya muka nak kena sepak. (Face like don't wanna wale up to go work and wanna kena slapped.)
Reasons. People have been asking me... "Why?"
Well, why do they ask "why?" in the first place?
Maybe they want to know. They must want to know. Maybe they need to know. Maybe they have nothing better to do.
I don't know why, really. Ok, I'm blatantly lying here. I know why. I should know why. I'm going to tell you why.
"Why?"
"Why, what?"
"Why?"
"Why, what?"
"That thing."
"What thing?"
"You know what."
"I don't know what. What?"
"Her..."
"Who?"
"ALA... YOU KNOW WHO..."
"Ooooh... HER? WHY?"
"What why?"
"You the one asking me why..."
"Yah, why?"
"What you want to know?"
"EVERYTHING LA. What happened?"
"How I know you want to know everything?"
"Stop asking questions and give me answers la."
"Okok....Aiyah..."
"What 'aiyah'?"
"Alamak.. you keep asking questions, which one to answer?"
"okok..."
"Okay, let me be honest here. Straightforward. No beating around the bloody bush, no corner baring (Moto GP style corner) one. I just like someone else."
"WHAT? WHO?"
"ALAMAK...ask some more... I tell you already what..."
"Who laa?"
"You don't know one laaa."
"Just tell laaa..."
"Cannot laa."
"Then you tell her laaa."
"Why ah?"
"So she know laaa."
"She want to know ah?"
"Yaaaah."
"I thought you the one who wanna know."
"Yaaa but she also wanna know."
"Why you so kaypoh?"
"I just wanna know ah."
"Alamak, you."
"Go tell her la."
"Later la."
"Now la. Go."
"Alamak.. you mafan ah."
"Your problem what."
"Shut up la. NOW AH?"
"Yaaa..."
"You crazy ah?"
"Noo.."
"Then? Later laaa."
"You must tell."
"I know laaa."
OK, here I am, telling the world why. Like really why. WHY. WHY I'm like this.
WHY?
i should shut up now.

