Ever where I turn, there’s bound to be an argument going on. Politicians, business man, parents, engineers, golfers, shuttlers, players, lovers, ex-lovers, landlords, hoes, baaaahhhhh, I had enough of this crap.
Can’t we just agree to disagree? Unfortunately, this is not utopia.
I guess it’s time that of month for guys. Similar to girls, it’s called “Datang Matahari” instead of “Datang Bulan”.
ps: Shit happens, deal with it.