New Head Protection.

Hey sisters. You're shit. And I'm sick of your shits. No point of babbling like a mad girl, stupid. Think you're bold enough, go clear things up straight on their faces. You're shit. They're shit. Nothing makes us all different. We're all just the same. Stop it. I keep things going easy by keeping my mouth shut. Coward? I don't know. Silence is golden they say. Sorry. This is just how I think.

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I talked to her today. She has just survived from a car accident. To be true, I've been feeling tired, and sick of girls, I don't know why. I've always thought of people saying that before. Now I believe it. Girls are sickening. Not that I'm surrounded by many, it's only one, yeah, you. You're not that bad. You're good. Don't worry. I have nothing to be proud of, and that makes me really appreciate your existence. And talking to you again today, knowing about your little accident, have made me worried about your condition. So then I know, I still want to be with you. Definitely. And please let me know what you think of me. Just don't avoid me after reading this, will you?

Kembali.

Salam. Kami kembali ke ruang elektronik. Selepas lebih kurang seminggu tidak ke udara. Kami baru sahaja kembali dari daerah Dungun, kampung kami. Berjaya mengutip hasil beberapa puluh Ringgit Malaysia lagi dari ibu dan bapa saudara tersebut. Ringgit Malaysia, bukan Dolar Amerika atau Pound Sterling Britain. Memang terasa bagus. Talian Internet juga sudah kembali pulih seperti sediakala, kelihatannya. Dan mungkin juga anda tertanya-tanya kenapa kiriman ini ditulis dalam Bahasa Malaysia. Kami sebenarnya baru lepas melawat laman jaringan Butterfingers dan sedikit terpengaruh dengan gaya penyampaiannya yang mengutamakan Bahasa Malaysia. Mereka bagus. Oh. 'Kami'. Tidak mengalami sebarang gangguan mental. Bukan juga dwipersonaliti. Tidak sesekali. Sesekali, mungkin.

Bergelut bersusah mencari kata, bahasa ibunda senang dan sukar.

Butter Late Than Never.

A'msickaufalltheez seeckeninshitz. Ouffte Denmork.

Absolutely Definitely.

Whow. It turned out to be a happening Raya for me. Heh. I've been outing, no, it's Raya tripping, to friends' houses for 3 days in a row. Moondie, Twist-day and Weddingness-day. What with those weird names, I don't know. Well, kind of enjoyed the days riding with the guys under the hot sunny weather oh fuck. I mean, it was good. We even went to Cherating and Kemasek. Whow. That's quite far, in two opposite directions. Lame. But hell it was still great. And worthy. I hadn't expected for Duit Raya, as for my intentions, and only, was to meet them and check out how they were doing and have fun but oh gratefully, one envelope after another got into pocket. And I love it when my wallet gets fattened. It smells nice.

"Ho'zyoknie? Wellefit'ztillged A'dlyke tebreckitfoyea."