Random tots of the sick mindDad and mum bought me an N70 for my 21st birthday.
its been my new obsession since a night ago..
thank god for kind generous parents!
and i had to do the dumbest thing of smsing everyone my new contact
without indicating who i was last night.
which resulted in 90 over smses coming in such as these
1."who the hell are you"
2."ya i know u changed your number but who are you?"
3."you forgot to indicate who you are"
4."who is this?"
5."lol..who are you"
crap shitheads.
paisey la.
forget to put my name.
lol
i even got calls from my control office.
only to hear whoops of laughter from 15 over dumb collegues at 1 am in the morning..
damn it.
if you are one of those people, then a thousand apologies yea.
i was sleepy la nahbeh.
and and the stupidest thing had to happen while i was walking in golden village yishun with mastan 2 days ago.
you know how that place is infested with indians (foreign and Local!) on saturdays.
only to be stop rudely by this indian lady.
i tot she was abt to ask for directions.
but THEN i saw the microphone in her hand and the cameraman behind her(fixing his camera!)
and before i knew it,
she started blabbering long streams of sentences in TAMIL.
and the only thing i understood was VASANTHAM CENTRAL followed by porrukkis podikuus
and vanakams.
that was UNTIL i rudely interrupted her with my blur finding nemo face and said,
"IM SORRY SISTER BUT I DUNT UNDERSTAND A SINGLE WORD OF TAMIL"
she stopped and started gawking."but you look indian!"
and i shouted:
"ya i do but apparently and unfortunately i dunt understand the language!"
before grabbing mastan's hands and storming off from that place filled wif gawking foreign workers.urgh!
mastan was having the time of his life laughing hysterically for 15 mins after tt.
damn it.
curse daddy for putting me in malay class for mother tongue!