ate my standard bak chor mee-with-handmade-fishballs-but-don't-want liver-on-a-saturday-breakfast
but without chili, but tomota sauce this time,
hah the taste is not as good, but at least i can eat the finish the entire bowl without my lips getting numb half-way, haha i cant eat chilli:(
the handmade fishballs rocked as usual,
damn bouncy and hot, shiok!
haha im refering ONLY to the FISHBALLS
haha, i koped 4out of 8 my mom bought for everyone.

then went for BC then there was this new fat tcher, who was quite nice, but bc was boring as usual.
hah then i went to buy lychee milk tea and milo ice blended but somehow the tranny who PAO the CHA put pearls in only one, when someone told me milo ice-blended would have pearls. and the lychee milk tea didnt have the lychee jelly!
i wanted to protest, but the tranny's scary glare and deep growling voice advised me against it
"BOY, NI YAO SHE ME"
she seemed like a perfectly normal lady in her 20s until she spoke, her voice is deeper than my dad's!

so i wasnt sure which was which and didnt want t take chances, so i didnt touch them.

ok, so later in jiang in turned out that the one with pearls is mine, YESS!
then later zhen lao shi PRAISED ME FOR BEING ABLE TO WRITE SOME DAMN IMBA WORD沮丧!, unlike someone who wrote it as 取上, hahaha!

then zhen lao shi meng praised leck hong for his imba acting of some retarded old man, but it was obvious he wasnt really acting!
lucky leck hong!

throughout the class, i sensed this looming dark, BLACK presence at the back corner of the classroom, and i could sense its killing intent and horniness!
and i could sense it fusing and enveloping(gaying?) around with another dark black presence
but i had no courage! no courage at that momment to turn around and confront this black, evil presence! could it be for fear it would bear its yellow stained fangs at me in a evil twisted smile?

WOW! but i doubt it could have been teng hui.
no, it couldnt have been.

not wanting to take chances, i kept low and soon the dark presence exited the room at 2:30, having rendered no harm to me.

it was raining lightly outside.

then, ON the bloody mrt, there was this obese girl dressed in a dress meant for slim, hot girls, looked like guan gong, clinging on to her boyfriend(WOW)
and because the mrt was especially jampacked, and everyone was squeezed together, conincidentally with some really bad timing and positioning in the train,i was subjected to the worst kind of emotional and physical torture,
i don't really want to describe it.

why have i been subjected to this!
i swear, i will never make fun of PANG NIUs anymore!
i wont make fun of their tidal wave arms, thunder thighs and tree trunk waists anymore!
IM SORRY! DONT PUNISH ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!