my ohso glossy eye.

fuck lah.

i've gotten a sore eye.
my right eye. my good eye. like,
oh indonesia! what have my eyes done wrong to your country?
and haha. it'll be fucked up if all this haze was caused by indoes making satay.

gahs. applied eyemo drops thirty-five times.
and nas is actually amazed i counted them.
then my eye has like, pus coming out.
not exactly pus lah. just listen to this,
it's yellow. it's squishy, icky, sticky.
when you touch it, it's like mucus or your nose boogey.
but don't ask me about the smell lah, because i don't really care about that.

soso,
i used the computer from morning, ten plus until now.
(: shinx wasn't home so here i am. gagaga.
han actually popped me a meseg. after a mere year of adding him,
he popped me a meseg. how uhuh waas i. and i don't actually remembered him.
then this guy, quite cute lah. fadli, eighteen.
he looks like ciko xia. and that fadli guy is actually ramadhan& hafeez's distant cousin.

i was flawed when wendy& agness popped me a meseg.
agness had the same sore eye infected and symptoms too.
poke, poke. then wendy gave me tips,
such as resting, eyemo is pathetic, drink loads of plain liquid, keep away from the computer. hahs, even thou i did not. she is right thou. eyemo is fucking pathetic. wendy totally broke my heart after saying, "friends suffering is a very sad things."

like gaww.
ouhkaess, i want to stop here.
chatting with jamila is so grreat.
and it gives me intellectual language.

I HATE MAMAT.
NINE DAYS& COUNTING.