That piece of news sent me to do some thinking. I used to be where he used to be, i fully understand and i hate to say, it's really a pity. A life gone just like that, i feel pity for him, i feel sad for his parents. Really...still, i bear this hatred which i refused to pour it over here..
Bro came back home, shagged. Even wanting to catch some Champions League action, which only then i realised there's a match hours later. Bad luck struck me. I set my alarm clock at 3am only to realise when i woke up it's 5am and i vaguely remembered what happened when i shut the alarm clock off hours before when the pain of my foot hurts.
I went out the brightly lit living room to see the red mark on my foot. Only then i realised i fell down hours ago and fell back to sleep immediately right after that, missing that victory match by Man Utd.
Morning was full of positiveness. It's been a long time since we are going to hang out the whole day. Started off the outing with a haircut. This haircut was special. All because i finally did away with the short crew cut which i'm so used to ever since i got enlisted 2 years plus ago.
Story plot exactly the same as the English version 'Cellular' which i caught it quite long ago, nevertheless, it's still as nice and exciting.
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