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The Real McCoy

Saturday, April 19, 2008


I caught Survivor last night. (Yeah cos I'm a loser like that who is home early on Friday night).
Ozzy is out! How can that be! Ozzy is hot, yar? But he was too confident, he became cocky.
I wish, for the hundredth time, that Singapore would organise a Survivor Singapore. Then the place of choice can be erm, Pulau Ubin. Hurhur. I will so win because I can outwit, outlast and outplay all the other Singaporeans brats (or at least I'd like to think I could).
I am in the office today because it is my turn this week in being the 'company's call girl'. Can't wait for 1 p.m.
Initially at home, I planned to go to the gym today after work then head out to Yan's place for lunch and off to our plans for today but then I figured, I am too lazy to carry my gym bag AND my other cute bag so I left my gym bag at home and decided to go gym tomorrow. And go for manicure later instead. Hurhur. I love getting my nails painted!
Speaking of my other cute bag, I was reminded of this remark that my brother's girlfriend once passed. Macam gini eh cerita dia.
The whole family was at my brother's camp for some pinning of badge thingy and his gf came along. I noticed amongst the other family members of the NSmen, there's this woman who was carrying the same bag as mine, only hers came in red stripe while mine is white cos I was feeling-feeling minah/ah lian.
So while we were busy taking photos, I put my bag on the table and that woman placed hers close to mine. So when we were done taking photos, this gf of my brother said "I thought you accidentally took that woman's bag, cos both your bags are similar..." And I said "Hah no lah where got same. Mine nicer. Hers is like 'old colour' that kind". And she asked "Is your bag real or fake??"
EH BUDAK NI ADAKAH DIA TANYA IF MY BAG IS REAL OR FAKE?!?!?! (Brand of bag will not be mentioned pasal nanti ada jer orang cakap "Alah baru bag _____")
So I said "Of course it's real lah! I won't carry fake branded bags".
Abeh kau nak tau apa budak ni cakap?
"Alah mana tau........." And she left it at that. OK SO kirakan, mana tau apa ni sebenarnya?? Is it "Mana tau, tak mampu abeh nak setep bawak bag _____" or "Mana tau, you don't look like the kind who can afford bag _____"
HAH telinga aku terus merah kau! Macam berdesing gitu cos I was trying to control my anger and disbelief.
Eh first of all eh minah, I won't carry/buy fake branded stuffs cos it's just not me. That's just me. I don't care if other people want to carry fake branded stuffs and I won't scoff at you (unless of course you're so orbit, it's obvious you're totting around counterfeit items).
Second of all, I would rather carry some brandsek bags yang brand tak pernah dengar punya but it's nice than carry bag 'Gucci' yang logo dia senget. Ok? Ada faham tak? So don't go crying to my brother that his sister doesn't like her cos well, who asked her to make passing remarks like that?
Hah kan bitch fest dah start. There's another reason I don't talk to her lor. And she can, again, complaint to my brother that I don't talk to her. Hello?



the enigma was spotted at 11:41