working on sunday is not that pretty bad after all. i mean, yeah what are sacrifices meant after all... i get to meet aji just now. i think he is a goooood uban picker. like real good. he can even pluck the shortest tiniest uban that grows on my big head with thick hair. haha GOOOOOOD!
i simply cannot stand strangers these days. there are days where i just feel like taking a fork and poke my eyes with it, make me blind bebeh. i just can't stand it when im in the train, got stucked in between males, one with the scent of minyak bobot or telor or something, and another one opened his leg so WIDE. WTF. and in front of me, one scracthing his crotch or something and another one pretending to read a newspaper but actually his eyes are wandering to somewhere. PLEASE, I CANNOT STAND THIS STRANGERS.
and another one, i think there's this malay guy in my working place. he makes me shit every now and then whenever he is around. you know, his stare is very scary and freaky. can give you tonnes of nightmares! and worst, he started to get soooooooooooooooo cheeky with you and make your hair stands!
ANW, I don't give a damn with these people because I don't have the heart to act nice. AH I FEEL LIKE EATING FISH SOUPPPP. Nites people, be happy like sapi, be cherry like mary.
OK BYE LARH
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