Straight after school, i went to Bedok. Bus was damn full of sickening monkeys! Yalah, the kids holiday mah! So, they seems like first time boarded a bus! Talk so loud, cannot sit quietly..feel like slapping the face ah! The kids voice is so irratating seh..the "Nyet Nyet Nyet Voice"..haha..unpredictable! Prefer dogs bark than their voice! Hahaaa! Was strolling and i saw an uncle with orange shirts (remind me of KRU building! hahaa) sitting, scribbling on his Toto papers. I zoom his face..again and again..and i think i know thhis uncle ah..looks familiar! So, i step infront of him...alamak!! no wonder, i know him lah! my grandfather lah! hahaaa!...i told him..that betting is a sin in Islam..den he say, "im not betting...im a pious man!"...then he went straight to the counter, betting..HAHAHA! i laugh like hell man!..and the apeks think, im crazy! hahaa..Pious man?..hahaa...until now, i cant control myself. Its funny man!..you should see, how he speaks with his body language! hahaaa..We went home straight..and he ask me.."Do you know how to fry eggs?"..I say, "Err, ya".."Fry one for me".."Cannot ah! Later the oils detect my skin! later i cannot be come a supermodel"...then he just look at me, quietly. Ok girls, use this dialogue ok. Once you say it, people will shut their mouth!...hahaa! Mulot Zip!

i hate cooking! dun ask me why?...the point is that if you hate it, you will hate it, hate it and hate it... Find me a guy that can cook?...chef ke?...easy for me lah eh..chef wan nye anak ke?...hahaa..any guy intrested to make me as his wife?..cant cook, but good in other stuffs...such as..."rock the bed"..huahuahua..