6:25 PM
bus rides getting more ridiculous these days. makes me sick.


i chugged my bag as i arrived at the door step, reached for the white Styrofoam square box in the fridge and then slowly indulging in that sinful yet delectable yellow ripe pulpy flesh, Durio zibethinus.

tomorrow will hopefully be the 1st time in attempting an Economics test on my own.

why do i get a feeling my happy days are outnumbered? yesterday, hady mirza came into my dream and told me he loved me. i was forced to choose between him and zasir. what are the odds?

last fri was minds cafe at boat quay with sya, yus, s rau, isk and syed. miss them like how i miss eating fried popiah hotdog at Pasir Ris Sec.

saturday was typical half day work. and then a small misunderstanding between me and the boyfriend that had me travel from Novena to Sengkang on a humid blistering probably 40 degree weather. alls well, visit his family and watched Keluargy 69 (Family 69) which cracked me up but 99%, me was controlling me laughter because i didnt want the Jamaludins to think im some crazy psychotic bitch laughing all the time.

sunday was internet-tv-internet-tv day. then dinner with the Thiara Kamarulzamans at Geylang. Durian splitting session which explained the sudden craving today.

my neighbour, which in my mother's term, is called her friend's son, was slashed with a parang on saturday by some boys at my home bus stop. last week his friend was attacked by the same boys beside my house (which is at the shelter) with swords.

i shud probably start wearing a life vest from today..

and you must be wondering what the police are doing? no comments la eh.