Succumbed To The Scare

Mix flu, mild fever, sore throat, mild headache and fatigue and what do you get? A fucking worried Chun Kiat. I’m down with these illnesses yesterday but I didn’t really think much about it cause I pretty much get bombarded by these things every time I’m sick. Thanks to a certain Ling Han Wei, he got me all riled up. I was honestly scared like fuck. Before you think too much, no I wasn’t scared that I’m getting ill. I honestly think it’s times like these that the stars aligned and bring the humanity in me out for display. For real though, I was scared that I might be a walking time bomb and my whole apartment will be hosting a H1N1 party.

Obviously, I started contacting every Sri Petaling friends I have on MSN asking for 24 hours clinics’ whereabouts. But then there’s this voice… the middle class society in me, telling me not to go. Apparently, the RM50++ bill is stopping me from going straight away to the clinic. So I sat there, weighing all the pros and cons. Thinking, “Macibai I got so soi or not?!” But then, I put myself in the position of those patients. Fuck, they were probably thinking the same shit too. Makes you wonder how fragile this life is. Everywhere you go there’s a risk of you dying or getting fucked up by mother nature.. or man made technologies.

Damn, I can go to Music Master and get fucking crushed by the guitars that some are probably bigger than me, descend the temple of shred and fall down to my untimely death. Or maybe Sam knock me unconscious and suck my dick until I die (you know you want me). Maybe Paul Gilbert finds out that I’m listening to Guthrie Govan’s Erotic Cakes more than SFBADR and decides to banish me into the fiery depths of hell. Gee, living in the twentieth century sure is a hassle.

Anyway, I went to the clinic and the doctor said it’s just some normal shit. So I can sleep peacefully tonight without infecting everyone a-la Left 4 Dead. FUCK MY RM69 GONE?!?!?!?! CIBAIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!