Well, this entry is to remind some people where they stand in their life or well mine. Firstly, I wasn’t admitted due to fucking stroke. And the interesting rumors that I am partially paralyzed made me laugh frantically today. But what hurts most is it comes from people who actually knew the whole story. And when asked, you just said “ it was fun seeing peoples face when they got to know maha had a stroke’


You sick bastard. I don’t really care if your dad is some big shot who is gonna post me to somewhere really kampong or whatever. You’re sick and you know it. What fun did you get spreading rumors that there was a death prayers for maha on Sunday morning. Sick. Fucking sick.


Your lucky I dint get the news from your mouth. Plus im not to well to walk around showing people that all my limbs have perfect scores. What? You so dumb to know what’s status asthmaticus and a hypertensive crisis. And you’re a fifth year student! Shame on you. seriously, fucking shame of you.


You forget the duty of your profession. If you can’t appreciate life as it is now, you accept me to believe that you can actually save lives in a year and half. Balls! And you know that.


You can’t speak English for nuts. How was it when you said cucumber. Was is CHUCHUMBER! You stupid moron, fucking SOB.


So yeah, don’t come, sneaking behind my back telling people I had fucking stroke when I was in reanimation you sick maggot.

I was into the uni today after 1 week and people ask me how come im walking. And I was so blur. Till someone mentioned to me that they heard I had partial stroke and was paralyzed. Gosh. What wishes do you have?


One thing for sure. Get your own fucking notes. Get your own stuff.


Im so sick and tired of every single person around me. Just buzz off la. I don’t care anymore. And yes, this is the reason why I personally gave my URL of this blog to you today to read the entry.


You mess with me again, you fucking DIE! I will haunt you till the end of your days, squeeze your balls so tight that out of pain and agony, you balls pops up to form your mammary gland and your penis gets stuck in your throat and you plead for forgiveness. And then, perhaps I’ll take a break and well continue to do the same.


Ahh, feel better now.


And in case you don’t understand the words here moron, sorry yeah, I made the English as simple as possible. But since you’re a fucking thick head moron, let me translate to you in two words.


ANAK HARAM!


There..now go burn yourself to death.


To others, ignore this okie. Its just my frustration of not being able to speak out the words directly to the person, but what more fun when the others are reading it too yeah. Call me a bitch, who cares!