What goes around won't always come around

it was this time when i was on my way home away from the pain, away from you, but that's not it.

i searched for my seat though i'm not stupid, my seat is number 4 just 4 rows from the front and even kids would've no problem with that.

the problem was, there was a makcik with her son occupying the 2 seats, which one of'em is MY seat.

i thought, that's not even a problem, half of the seats in the bus was empty so i could just sit anywhere and everyone would be happy. so without a word, i settled down on a seat behind the makcik with her son.

however, the real problem started an hour later. one thing I hate about bus trip going home is that they don't bring you straight to kuantan but s.alam-klang-rumah abu-rumah siti-rumah dollah-kuantan. we're lucky we don't need to pay extra for s.alam-klang trip.

at klang, there's this girl, this whore, this bitch, who woke me up from my sleep just to clarify that that's her fucking seat and she insisted to sit there.

I said: "lah, blakang banyak kosong lagi"

she said: "goodbye" taklah, she said "tengok tiket, lah no 4 ni ha depan ni je", pointing at the makcik and her son.

i was like hah kan ade orang tuh aku tak kurang hajo macam ko halau2.. dah la bas kosong je duduk je la mana2 babiiii, but i kept it to myself.

realising people started staring, which she obviously didn't care I took my bag and moved to an empty seat far from her, considering I wouldn't want to sit near to that asshole of a bitch, cause that would be disgusting.

i said to myself, "i guess Justin Timberlake and Jonas Brothers are assholes."

p.s.: perhaps someday it'll come around