Bladis Liberamus (Thanks, Lex)
(Backtrack 27th August -- yeah, ancient history again!)
I went swimming again last Sunday with SK, but with a little twist, a newcomer. The kid's name is Ah Zon, someone I came to know through a twist of fate on Friendster. The story goes like this-- QueerR talked about Ze Nephew. Says he shakes hands like Squidwer. I was curious. Asked to see his Friendster profile. Viewed the kid. Viewed his friends. One viewed me back AND added me as a friend. Asked the kid about it. Said it was a mistake. Thought I was some other William (not the bloody first time). Fine. Mistaken Identity's friend views my profile. I view back. He added
me as a friend. Messaged the kid asking whether it's ANOTHER case of mistaken identity. Said he genuinely wanted to be
friends. :). The kid's name's Ah Zon.
A fun guy. Friendly. He can magically add 3 years to his looks by putting on spectacles. Kinda like Clark Kent. Calls me Uncle. Grrrrr. Kids these days. Anyway, after last Sunday's swim, I wasn't feeling sore like usual. I just felt tired. Maybe coz I was sleep deprived on Friday and Saturday (extra-curricular activities always manage to drain me. :P). But little did I know what waited for me that night when I tried to sleep. My shoulders suddenly acted up. Feeling all achy and sore till the core. My arms felt like they did not belong to me. Fitfull sleep that night. I screamed in frustration. Finally opened up a bottle of trusty Minyak Kayu Putih at 2AM and rubbed the oil in. Dozed off God knows what time. Woke up feeling like shit...
Yes, call me Uncle.
I went swimming again last Sunday with SK, but with a little twist, a newcomer. The kid's name is Ah Zon, someone I came to know through a twist of fate on Friendster. The story goes like this-- QueerR talked about Ze Nephew. Says he shakes hands like Squidwer. I was curious. Asked to see his Friendster profile. Viewed the kid. Viewed his friends. One viewed me back AND added me as a friend. Asked the kid about it. Said it was a mistake. Thought I was some other William (not the bloody first time). Fine. Mistaken Identity's friend views my profile. I view back. He added
me as a friend. Messaged the kid asking whether it's ANOTHER case of mistaken identity. Said he genuinely wanted to be
friends. :). The kid's name's Ah Zon.
A fun guy. Friendly. He can magically add 3 years to his looks by putting on spectacles. Kinda like Clark Kent. Calls me Uncle. Grrrrr. Kids these days. Anyway, after last Sunday's swim, I wasn't feeling sore like usual. I just felt tired. Maybe coz I was sleep deprived on Friday and Saturday (extra-curricular activities always manage to drain me. :P). But little did I know what waited for me that night when I tried to sleep. My shoulders suddenly acted up. Feeling all achy and sore till the core. My arms felt like they did not belong to me. Fitfull sleep that night. I screamed in frustration. Finally opened up a bottle of trusty Minyak Kayu Putih at 2AM and rubbed the oil in. Dozed off God knows what time. Woke up feeling like shit...
Yes, call me Uncle.
Comments
eh.. mind sharing ur friendster ID? or you can add me at pikeydude@yahoo.com
Ps: probably means you need to exercise more?
Come I usap-usap losyen. :P
can u now know better about the pain i had suffer all this while? Not easy le...
sorry, just can't help it XD
It's always nice to make a new friend.
Designer Meds? Haha.
@Pikey:
Become kor kor also very susah...
@Jan:
Suk Suk! Worse!
@JJ:
I bow to you.... heard some details from KH. :P
@QueerR:
I want Bergamot massage oil...
@Will:
Good point!
@William K:
??
@Cheryl:
Your case is extreme. :P
@ConanC:
Hehe. Look for me in Friendster lor..
FireH:
Age is relative hor... :P. Dun wan pot calling the kettle black mar..