by Amir Hafizi
It was the lowest point of my life. And it
started with eating an entire chicken.
I went home from work after buying an ‘ayam
golek’ (rolling chicken) and ate it all to get enough energy to tell this one
girl I loved her. Then I went to a pub, told her, got rejected, and was - after
midnight - on my ass, my legs spread out in front of me, puking while making
sure none of the vomit touch my jeans, crying my eyes out, and hailing a cab.
All throughout this ordeal, the only thing
inside my head was, “What are the top five songs for breakups or to crash and
burn?”





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