Some bitch made me angry during lunch today you know. Macam nak sepak-sepak muka al-sunds ni.

I was queuing up for my food at this stall right, and this stall has a door i.e. its not the open concept stall ala-ala warung gitu… If you work at Raffles, you’d probably know Mirana at Chevron House. Anyway I was waiting to be served and 3 ladies in front me ordered stuffs like mee rebus and laksa – food which need to be prepared in the kitchen and not at the rice/dishes area. So after taking their orders, auntie asked me for my order. “Less rice, having here”. So auntie scooped my rice and asked for my dishes.

Since I was standing near the door and was a few steps away from the dishes-behind-the-glass-counter area, I moved a few steps in front to the middle of the queue and pointed to mushrooms and curry gravy. Then stepped away from the queue. Now you must understand that it’s okay for me to do this since you can’t expect me to shout out my order from where I was standing right. Also, I couldn’t see what other dishes there are from where I was standing by the door.

The auntie then line up my food together with other plates of food on the counter, so you go up to the counter according to how your food is lined up with the rest of the other food, and not how you were lined up before. Understand?

Everyone who’s been at Mirana knows this, and it’s okay, hardly something you should complain and whine about.

So the whole time while I was choosing my dishes, I could see from the corner of my eye that there was this girl who kept looking at me. Okay you should know by now that this is the protagonist, or leading bitch (I prefer bitch) in my story.

AND THEN RIGHT, SHE SAID THIS TO ME EH SILA TUMPANG LALU.

Bitch: “Excuse me, I’m in the queue you know.”

Me: “Yeah I know that” (while giving her an incredulous look cos honestly, I couldn’t believe she’s telling me this. Like gee what else could you be here for? Party perek? Party Tupperware?)

TO WHICH SHE PROCEEDED TO MUMBLE TO HERSELF, PROBABLY SWEARING AT ME AND LIKE, LAUGHING SINISTERLY TO HERSELF.

So apa lagi… Aku pong memang dah lama tak carik pasal dengan orang-orang ni! Abeh aku tak puas hati kann… So I said:

M: “I don’t see the problem. I’m choosing my dishes right.”

B: “I’m just telling you nicely, why are you using that tone with me?”

Me: “So am I. But you sound like you’re accusing me of something. I don’t understand the issue here.”

TO WHICH, SHE LAUGHED SINISTERLY AND MUMBLED SOME SHIT TO HERSELF AGAIN.

So at this point, auntie was calling out to her and asked her which one is her food. And she went like “Less rice one, packet.”

And auntie showed her a packed food and she said “But that’s not mine!” and then auntie took the next food in the queue, which was mine and showed her and she went like “That’s not mine!” then auntie asked “So where’s yours?” but before she could answer, I said “Auntie, that’s mine” and auntie said “Ok girl, $4.50”. While I was digging around for my food, I heard that bitch say “I don’t know where’s my food… I don’t know where it is…” EH BIMBO ALERT BIMBO ALERT KE APA NI! See lah, busy picking fight with other people, and not keeping your eye on your food right? Kan makanan dah hilang! HAHAHA.

So I handed auntie my money with flourish and a smug smile and a jeling later, I took my food pointedly and click-clack-click-clack my heels out of Mirana.

HAHAHA and the poor bitch still standing there with her lost food. Hurhur. Aku suka lah!

I have two HUGE zits on my face, you know. One is near the nose and the other is right smack on my left cheek. Very sexy.

And they're turning quite ripe for picking.

Why do I talk about my zits like I'm talking about apples.

I think it must have been the 1 hr nap I just had on my office desk. And now I have sleep marks all over my face. Bah.

Ok, it's time to blog.

Just a while ago, Ley, Ratna and I were talking about, you've guessed it - our trip to Korea. So while chatting, I asked them if they've read Jila's blog, and a picture of her new home. So this is what Ratna said "Oh you mean, she's not living in DAIRY Farm anymore??"

I didn't know Jila is a cow.

A bitch, yes, but not a cow. Haha.

I was so tickled that I replied "DAIRY FARM LU dairy farm!" Hurhur. So funny lah this Ratna. She meant to say Leisure farm but I don't know how Dairy Farm came about. What makes it funny was that she replied "Whatttt.... It's an honest mistake what." Yes, precisely, that.

Ley asked me to blog about this so I did.

Anyway, today hasn't been a good day for me. I have this nagging headache that won't go away... Plus, this qada' fasting isn't going well for me... Ah ni ah kerja last menet.

Oh, if you're K-crazee, you'd probably know that one of the princes in Coffee Prince died in a freak bike accident. Lee Eon - he's the one with the hot body who likes Go Eun Chan's sister in CP. But now, he's just a (dead) body :/

And Oppa Goong Yoo came for the funeral cos he got special permission to leave his camp. Siapa nak tengok Oppa Gong Yoo with his short cropped hair?

I'm on the PC in my brother's room and he was at his laptop and he saw me reading a blog (well, mine actually) and he went like "Abeh kepo eh read other people's blog". I answered "What? It's mine what.." to which he showed some interest. I then told him that guys shouldn't have blogs cos it's just a tad sissy lah. BUT if a guy really wants a blog, he should write about intelligent things and not bitch and whine about nonsense. Let the girls have that honour, shall we. Because I know of some guys who can bitch and bitch and whine and whine better and girls and they really come across as someone who don't have much between the ears.

Okay so there could be some issues you guys wanna address and give an opinion of but if a guy does it matter-of-factly, then it doesn't seem so bad. And after listening to me, I think my brother got tired of the intricacies and he said "Ok ah whatever" like the typical 17-year old mat.

You know, it has been a habit of mine to watch my Korean fantasy on celluloid every night right, so last night, I put in disc 3 of Biscuit Teacher and Star Candy and ..... Nothing. Nothing came on screen. I panicked at the disco cos I thought that I must have damaged the dvd player or something and spent the next 2 hours sulking in front of channel 5 watching women lifting weights instead of watching Gong Yoo. Ok I digress a bit here.

I think women shouldn't lift weights lah. Period. Mampos nyar your womb will drop ten thousand floors down, you know! Then you cannot have babies, how! I think, no matter how much a woman denies the ticking biological clock, she will always want to have a baby. The feeling might come and go, but it will always be there.

So my point being, if you carry 70-120kg on a regular basis, how can the womb be strong enough to carry a life?? All the strains on the womb and the body! It's so scary lah these women, especially when I see them gritting their teeth and quivering to carry a house. There are so many other sports worthy of participating. And frankly, who wants to be stronger than a man? If you're physically stronger than a man, then how can you ask their help to unscrew a tight lid of tomato ketchup bottle and stroke their ego at the same time? I'm sorry, but I just can't appreciate the sport. Some jobs are better left to the men.

Anyway, I got so worried about my dvd player that I sms-ed Faiz to help me check that it is okay (Ah, another thing to let the men do the job. All these wayar-wayar and electronic gadgets ni, bukan nyer aku faham!). I got home and ta-dah!! All is good. I can watch my Korean serials now! I think, men should know how to at least fix a leaking pipe. Or change a light bulb.

The other day, the girls and I were talking about guys and how handy they are in the house. Jila, the one with Handy Hassan, used to have a boyfriend whom she said couldn't even fix a leaking pipe! Hurhur. Apparently, she was so distraught by the realisation that it became one of the factors why she dumped him. I find that funny at first but hey, who wants to waddle around in a house flooded with toilet water!

So the table conversation went something like this "Ratna, Sharul pandai fix a leaking pipe taaaakk?" Ratna: "Pandai!" Us in chorus: "Bagus!" "Awin, Yan pandai fix a leaking pipe taaakkk??" Awin: "Pandai!" Them is chorus: "Bagus!" Ah macam gitu lah kawan-kawan aku assess each others' boyfriends - whether they know how to fix leaking pipes or not. Doesn't matter if Yan actually knows how to fix leaking pipes or not, but I've seen him do other manly things so I think that's fine. Very important.

This just in - Tao Li didn't rank top three in the Women's 100m Butterfly Finals. She ranked 5th. And she didn't do better than her personal best of 57.54s either. But I guess she gave her best.

Wow we were so close to getting that elusive medal, even if it's a bronze. My colleagues and I were so excited nyar. In between preparing bundles and checking the results, we were a bundle of nerves, alright (pun unintended haha).

Ok ok I promise. Last, last... I won't post anymore pictures of him. Last, last.

Ok I think I am PMS-ing. But it's still quite sad. It's the FB's last day and what is this? I'm tearing at my desk??

To see her packing her stuffs and keeping some of her treasured submissions and precedents... Whoa, it's a bit emotional for me. I had to go to the ladies to release some emotions and dry the eyes. It wasn't so bad when she left for Spain the other time. I guess this time, I know for sure she's not coming back. Oh well. I guess people come and people go.

Aku ni sensitive lah. Benci.

I had a good weekend. Well it was okay actually but these days, I cannot be too demanding.

Went out with Queen Jila on Saturday. It was a on a whim. I was happily watching Biscuit Teacher and Star Candy when Jila sms-ed non-stop, asking us to hang out in town. In the end, I met up with her cos the rest couldn't make it. Then I made her wait for about almost an hour cos aku terlajak tengok Oppa Gong Yoo yang hotstuff tu.

Okay sidetrack a bit. In BT&SC right, he looks a bit chubbier than in Coffee Prince, albeit still hot, still panas membara. His hair was shorter, browner and spikier. And his body is not as developed as in CP. BUT STILL HOT, I repeat. ALERT~ STILL HOT. Heh.

ANYWAY, met Jila and that silly girl surprised me with a belated birthday present! Oh wait, make that TWO birthday presents! Wow apa ni Jilang susah-susah jer beli benda mahal-mahal gini... Haha. But I lurves them. I wear them almost every day.

Then yesterday, the team went to Hyatt for lunch. It was my FB's farewell lunch. Uh-huh, she's leaving. It's a bit sad actually cos she's very generous and thoughtful. So it'd be sad to see her go. Oh and guess what? My new boss is gonna be a Cancerian too. Eversince I start work, all my female bosses were Cancerians, you know. It's so odd. It's like, I get bugged by another person who's a lot like me - personality and character-wise. And then, you imagine if both of us suffer from PMS. Oh hello bitchfest overload. I don't know about this new one though. I guess I'll wait and see.

I didn't catch Singfest, you know. And I only have myself to blame. I shouldn't have waited around for people. I should have just gotten the tickets and pass it to my brother or a cousin or something. But I tell myself, that's money saved for Korea! A penny saved is a penny earned. Anyway, I've watched Kakak Alicia and Abang Jason when they were here for their solo concerts before so it's all good. I'm not so sore, although it'd be a hoot to watch Pussycat Dolls and Rick Astley.

Okay now. Can't wait to go home and watch my sweetie and go online to chat with the girls on Korea trip! We are very good planners, indeed. We are planning the bus routes, location strategy and financial budgetting (Ley alert! Ley alert! Cheap hotels alert! Ley ni atas ah..) It seems like three heads are better than two so all the planning should be done soon and Insya Allah, all shall be fine! I is so excited! Everytime I'm feeling down, I think of all the things to be discovered in Korea! Ley and Ratna said they wanna migrate to Korea. I wanna migrate to NZ. Cos NZ is ace. NZ makes me feel free and happy. And the cost of living is not as expensive as Korea, but that might change, you know.

Now all I have to do is find an Oppa.