On my previous entry, I was talking about my friend - whom was eventually tagged as "the legend of the toilet" - who was rushed in the hospital and rumored to have 17-stitches on his forehead, which actually just an exaggeration of the whole event! God, these people. Somehow, it was my fault because I couldn't grasp the too-much-leaking-no-pause-infos from our adviser, so I choose to listen to my room mate who just heard the rumors as well.
On a cool Tuesday night, I was in the library with my Econs group mates, discussing our assignment when Ilyas came with his thick Russian accent filling the whole room.
"Asssalaamuaalaykum," I can tell it was him even if he's behind me.
"Hi! OMG!!! How are you?" OK. It came out like that, you know. Like I've never seen him for years and I was actually so excited to see him again! But God knows how much I freaked out the night I heard the news, so you can't blame me.
But I guess he doesn't have to say anything else. He looks healthier than I thought he would! Not to be so anticipating, but I really thought he could hardly write, but he can! He's absolutely fine. Well, not so much normal as his usual, rude days, of course, but still. He grew a bit of beard that made him look like Ryan Gosling - chubby and not-so-hot version, of course - quite of a sign that he went extremely lazy after being discharged from the hospital. No stitches in the forehead at all which I admit that I was disappointed,
because I wanna see him resembling Frankenstein for once! *bleh*
And he's wearing this thick plastic cast which I keep on pointing out as "that" when I forgot what its called. *laughs* Hence, HE IS FINE. Shhsh! Some people! *insert hand gestures here*
They just exaggerated everything. And I mean it. Everything.
