And soo... Here i am again. In the cybercafe.
The kid just called the owner of the shop,"son Of a Bitch" and the bloody owner is smiling. I mean, like, of all the audacities in this world, a 8 year old kid is calling a 35 year old man a son of a bitch which means that he is actually scolding the mother of the guy who could either be dead or very very old. Both ways, i dun think the mother is going to be very pleased to be called a bitch. Unless.. the son agrees that the mother was a bitch. Anyway you look at it, seems wrong. GGRRR..stupid kid.

Anyway, the manager of indochine called me early in the morning and asked for my bloody cup size, i mean, like, why the hellofafuck should he even be enlightened about the bloody size of my melons? And saying stuff like, i think i can see through your phone that u are sleeping naked just does not tempt me to even TRY to get to know you. If you just want to jump my bones, then get in line and wait long long.

Ok.. so, my brother got a job. Haiz, and then i get stuck as the daughter that is supposed to just clean the house and then wait for my parents to go back home. Oh my gosh, i will be a maid soon......unless, i get another job. yes.. oh ya, that was what i was here for. I went down to buy Classified but the pull of the internet was just too strong and here i am, listening to mothers being demoralized.

well, gotta try find a job now and also, someone cute on the way.

Speaking of someone cute, met this guy, he was Rajiv's friend and finally i gathered up all my lost courage and flirted with him only to discover that he is attached. SO boring!

Anyway, my brother is challenging me to ignore Narin for one month. That fucker is going on a holiday with michelle again to KL! Like, helo!! you have a girlfriend, not that i treat him like a bf but still!!

Whatever, the challenge is there. Up the bugger, joo! Whatever that means.

K, bye.