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by !rock

Friday, September 05, 2008

i know i always complain and grumble a lot. i always make mountains out of molehills. i will try to be better k. not better at complaining/grumbling or making bigger mountains la. i will try not to complain/grumble so much.

this week had been rather crazy and im so happy to be home now. today was really not so good. not until a stranger talked to me on my way home. he was someone from smrt . i know it from the smrt purple shirt he was wearing. anyway. i was jaywalking and usually, i wld stand at the centre line to wait for all the cars to pass by before crossing. however, it was rather dangerous just now cus the smrt guy parked his car by the side and all the oncoming cars came super near me. when it was finally clear, i started to cross and the man in the car waved at me, with a piece of paper in his hand. i thought he was saying sorry for blocking the traffic or sth. suddenly, he got out of the car and ran towards me.

"excuse me, miss!" so i stopped.

"do you know how to get to st 11 blk 416? i'm lost." he was pointing at some words on the paper.

i wasnt really sure but i know its near my mum's workplace so i told him the directions to her place and asked him to try searching himself. he sounded very glad and grateful and it made me feel that i shldnt let him get lost again. he seemed quite poor thing. therefore, angel pat called her dad to double-confirm. my dad, as usual, gave really clear instructions, and repeated like 5 times. he said its actually ave 11 and not st 11. therefore, i wrote down for the nice old man... "go str and turn right when you see northland sec sch......" when i finished, he thanked me really profusely and sincerely. so happy. hehe. i was really cheered up cus i know i was of great help to him. plus i had my fav bubble tea in hand. chipster was not v good though. char loves it. char was rather sad abt her fats which dont really seem to exist. i guess i need to be also. i eat so much of carbo. no good. today i ate 2 pratas and chicken curry with a lot of chicken. really v nice lor. my dad's indian guy friend made it! damn yums! free somemore. very good hehe. oh. i finally ate prawns today cus my mum cooked 2 dishes with prawns and she cooked 5 dishes for only the 4 of us so i had to help to eat. :( bo bian la. it wld be wasteful to throw away the prawns. my face feels v swollen today. not sure why. :( i hope i recover fully soon. haven been applying the vit e gel for quite some time. its v bad. i hope i will rem to next week. i must have been too busy la. and tired.

tmr is another long day. sigh. i suddenly dont feel like blogging anymore though i had a lot to say initially. gdnight.

OH! btw. the newspaper said coconut milk is 3 times more fattening/unhealthy than lard. its crazy la. we all thought lard is our worst enemy. i love curry lor. i love nasi lemak too. shit man. stupid newspaper. talk rubbish.

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