today i would to talk about a true story. i dont like to talk about people’s private lives, and i dont want to bring shame to people, but i think that not many people reading this blog would know that dude, and if they did, i wont reveal enough details for any of u readers to identify him unless u know him as well as i do, which is a very low probabilty. this is a story about a friend of mine. kl dude. utm student.he is a member of an underground group (read:gang). his father has a habit of gambling. and his life was turned upside down in 1 day.
1 day, his dad wasnt at home at night. his mom asked him to find his dad. so my friend, with the help of his friends/fellow gang members, found his dad playing mahjung somewhere at 3 o clock AM. so he brought his dad back home, and this lead to an argument between his parents. his mother had had the last straw and was asking for a divorce. his father was pissed off at him because he was caught by him. so his father pushed him, and i’m not sure if that lead to anything else, except that he and his friends left his house to avoid further damage. so he was at his friend’s house when another friend brought up an old topic. this topic was about a girlfriend of his good friend, which just so happened to be an ex prostitute. yes, she was a hooker, whore, bla bla bla, and she was sold to prostition by some1. i know all the characters in this incident, i guess i am in good terms with all of them up to that incident, and i dont think i care about their lives. back to the story. my friend has had sex with that said girl, which he said took place before his friend (the girl’s boyfriend) knew that girl. his friend must just knew that, so was miffed and brought this matter to the high council (or seniors) of the gang. so my friend was forced to pay rm360 withing a week becuase of what happened dunno how long ago. so he cant go home, he cant stay at his friend’s house (just so happened that the dude was his best friend), so he called me at 6.00 AM and asked me to pick him up and take him to college to stay temporarily until the situation cools off. mind u that this happened yesterday, which was 1 day before my finals. i hadnt slept the whole night, cramming, and he called me just when i was about to sleep. so i drove with my shorts on and very very sleepy, and picked him up near felda, where another friend’s house was, but incidently wasnt at home (she’s and actress, and was at a photoshoot). i didnt know what had happened, so i was a bit pissed off for being disturbed at the wrong hour on the wrong day and without being told the reason. he was broke (his cash, stuff was confiscated by his *friends*/gang members), and he needed a place to sleep. there was also a possibility of making a police report but i guess it didnt happen. so he slept in my room while i continued cramming while taking naps on the chair. at around 12 i gave up and asked him to make some space for me to sleep. so a few hours after that, his mom gave him a call and asked him to come home. he also told his mom not to call his *friends* except for me and another ex utm student (his mom kinda adopted me and the other dude, can say anak angkat to his family). later his uncle called him and said that he was coming to try and find a solution to the problems between his parents. so there i was, a bomb dropped on my head a day before my finals. and after 2 hours of sleep in almost a day, i had to send him back to his house. the current situation is unknown to me because he didnt want to bother me for the finals. i hope that nothing bad happens to him because he aint a bad dude, and his mom is very nice. the problem with his gang, he needs to pay up rm360 in 6 days, or rm 3600 (yes, 3.6k) in a month. hurm. i was brought back to reality after being told of these incidents, and i guess i wouldnt know how to handle the situation. heck when my parents moved to brunei i was happy at 1st (alone at home! yeah!), but to survive alone, cooking by myself, paying the bills, running errands like paying car installments, renewing road tax and license, these stuff humbled me and made me feel how it was like to be an adult. well the joy (of being alone) didnt last at that time because the internet, phone and astro was cut off within a few weeks after they left. so i had no entertainment. big deal. OMG I SO FELT BORED UNTIL THE POINT OF FEELING SORRY FOR MYSELF. so i was wallowing in self pity (not really wallowing, but i had some feelings of self pity). this enlightened me about how bad things can happen and how close it was. yeah i guess i was brought up with a kind of ignorance towards others and i felt as though anything unfortunate that happens to others has and will not have anything to do with me and doesnt deserve my attention. the last time i had a brush with real life reality was when my mom was diagnosed with tuberculosis (TB). that was when i was in form 5, so i was scared as heck. luckily it was in the early stages and she recovered within half a year and 3 months staying at the hospital. well i seem to be carrying on and on and becoming off topic edi. so my advice to every1 reading: dont take what u have for granted, because your whole life could fall apart easily. and dont be ignorant to other people’s misfortune. this is a serius topic and very unlike me, but i guess i can be serius once in a full moon. i wont post any cheaps jokes, i guess they arent appropriate here.
