"Not today. He said thank God he went to see the renovation because they all didn't know how to connect the wires to the telephones and everything."
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Yeah...
Thank God, apparently.
Because obviously, getting my IC misused by some asshole on the street is practically nowhere near as disastrous as if someone couldn't telephone the Setapak branch for their child's enrolment in music lessons.
Let's all 'thank God' for the fact we can screw each other's lives up when we promise something and break it in the end.
And it's not like you say sorry, but you say you never promised in the first place. Yeah, I'm asking for the impossible. Asking to go to the book fest at KLCC on the 29th was indeed impossible.
Everything's impossible for you.
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