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Don’t ask…


Ever since I got back, everyone has been asking me the same old question which is either intended as a joke or just affirms their aspiration to be the most annoying person I know. Since I got back on Tuesday, I have always been asked or spoken to in reference to being quarantined.

When I called up Clem on Tuesday, “You not quarantined?”

When I called Gary on Wednesday, “Thomas said you quarantined. You released already?”

When I called Thomas, “Friend, you were gone so long that I thought you were in quarantined.”

When I went to futsal on Thursday, “Dude, when did you get back? How come you’re not quarantined?” This was repeated 5 more times by different people at futsal.

When I went for badminton with my mom, her friends asked me, “Did you get quarantined?”

I just want to scream, YES. I WAS FUCKING QUARANTINED BUT I ESCAPED DETENTION SO I CAN SPREAD THE H1N1 TO EVERYONE IN KUCHING!

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