You oughtta know.

Few things make you sweat. A normal day in Batu Pahat weather, a big bowl of spicy tomyam soup, eating chilipadi in head to head competition, GUILT.

Knowing that in spite of all the clues, you just fail to put them together. "Oh, women, you know how they are. Mood swings like a kid on a pogo stick." Making it reason to ignore the warning bells of the coming storm. And what a storm it is, if only you knew.

Winds blew as with every storm. Oh, but this is the defiant one. The more you provoke it, the larger it gets. The more you stand in the way, hoping to break the impact, the more the storm comes pouring down. If only you knew. Then you would have run for your precious little oblivious life.

Sunny days are forecasted for everyone but you. Think you can hide in the shadows of other company, think again. Eventually you will come face to face with this Whirlwind of Tragedy. And eventually you will finally understand the impact, and the significance.

The true meaning of Friendship. And you spit it in my face. Thanks. For nothing.

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