Thursday, January 12, 2006
hari raya haji on tuesday was fun. granny taught me how to make popiah. mine's usually super loaded and full of ingredients and such. so it falls apart half the time lahhs. stuffed myself like crazy and thankfully still managed to maintain my weight (:

on my way home from loyang pri on wednesday. i was pestered by this super lao ti ko old man. he came up to me in the park and asked me for directions to the airport. i told him i didnt knw how to go by bus and pointed in the direction of the mrt instead. he walked with me then. asked me my name. mumbled sth incoherent and he went 'oh nice name. dont want to lose to people eh?' said i was pretty. asked my age. said that MY SKIRT WAS NICE. he asked my name again. asked my dad's name. asked who was at home. asked my age. and commented that i was still a little girl. asked for my number. wanted to be friends. OH PLEASE!

kept trying to push me to those ulu ways where there wasnt much people. cb lahhs. i made him walk the longer way where there was more people. i made sure he wasnt behind me when we were walking up the steps. and then he stared at my body and asked me - you've got a nice body eh? what are you wearing under that sweater? CB lahhs! super angry after that and told him that my dad was picking me up at the interchange. he scarpered after that.

moral of the story? beware of the length of your skirt. lols. what an experience.

riahh ranted at 9:03:00 PM