I was feeling a little like the old man who hung himself in Shawshank Redemption. I was starting to wonder if i actually remember how to handle a mouse and how to reply to an sms (huh, handphone? what handphone?) properly.
The emotions I was having were so mixed up it makes rojak sound like the most orderly thing ever. I was feeling sooo… cheesinomous (adj. Okay. I actually don’t know what it means but that’s is exactly what it means. Just a word i coined to express the inexplicable nature of something… uhm, hard to explain. Please jot the new vocab down in your exercise book, thank you very much). read more