Afito's Adventures

Hello,

The name's afiah. I'm currently 18, and I get a year older on the 29th of April.
Because of how this world is no place for a mind or a thought, I feel it best to manifest my ideas into the virtual world. After all, my global position systems are vocally addressed. Oh, and you could say that I can get a teeny bit mental at times.




posted : Saturday, January 31, 2009
title : I may be a sadist, but sadists don't do psychological harm when they can inflict physical pain on people which is much more enjoyable.
So today I was optimistic about almost everything. Well yeah but no but yeah but no but hell yeah I was cause I started today on a good note. And so, CCA was kinda awesome, cause I had fun. Yeah. Pranay and Arun were their usual selves and so am I and they kept talking about me wanting to change my gender. For god's sake I was young and stupid and kidding! I didn't actually WANT to be a boy. Geez. And guess what? I realised that the new urban male logo is a sperm.

No, I am not joking, I am serious. It's a sperm. I happily told Arun & Pranay and they went "good one". It's not a joke! It really IS A SPERM. Does the sperm symbolise males? For that, I am unsure.

Don't believe me? Buy something from that shop which hires muscular males.
So then they took a picture of the sperm, and started laughing and laughing.

After NPCC was when the magic begun. Well actually no, it was more of the part in the bus.

And from now on, this day shall always be remembered as the day when I successfully irritate the hell out of Syarizan. So what I did, I thought it through, and I got inspiration from Jim! From The Office US.

Heh, this is so fun.

So anyways, she was talking halfway and I stared at her while keeping a straight expression. First I stared at her face. Then she kept on rambling on and on. Then I stared at her hair. And she kept on touching her hair and feeling insecure about her hair, while I held my laughter. And then, the best part. I stared at her boobs. So she took out her file and buried her face (and boobs) in it. And throughout the whole journey, she was feeling disgusted/irritated/annoyed/insecure while I just stared at her through my two eyes like how Amirul does it. After a while she was getting used to it. So I changed tactics. I kept on changing my expression while staring at her. I made a revolting face while staring at her hair and again she asked me if there was something wrong with her hair. Epic. Awesome. No word could ever describe the triumph of irritating the crap out of syarizan. It's almost like slapping a million Joe Jonases in the face, but much better.

So that's pretty much about it.

I've gotta study MATH now. How darn interesting.

Bye!