Jangan Panik

I had the weirdest dream (not), Dian P. Ramlee was my mom's neighbour and she was evil as a witch. She scolded me for parking in front of her house. I smiled and looked at her, "Aunty!".

"Don't call me aunty!", she shouted back.
"Oh, err kakak? You don't remember me but you may remember my mom."
"Yea.. hmph like who?"
"Rubiah Lubis?", I smiled.
"Yeah, I know her. So what do you want?", she was evil, not the cheery looking face I see on tv.
"Err.. nothing? I wasn't looking for you. My mom's house is over there.", I pointed towards my mom's house, just 3 doors away.

So she looked at where I pointed, then looked at me, "Ok fine, come in. What do you want to drink? Help yourself to the lemon barley at the counter. We're having a mini party for our daughter."

wtf. I'm not going to continue with this stupid dream story. hahaha... This is what you get for dozing off at noon.

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Anyway, I'm freaking annoyed with my colleague and principals and bosses and big boss. Jangan panik boleh tak? Timeline for delivery dah dekat, ye aku tau. Tapi korang boleh tak buat decision yang tak kelam kabut sangat. So unproffesional. Set a date for delivery and that's it. Dah bertahun buat bisnes pun kabut. Pfft...

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I tell you what I'm addicted to now. Kimchi. Kimchi. Kimchi. Kimchi.
Please take me to The Gardens' Foodcourt. I want KIMCHI!!! I slurrrrrping love you kimchiiiii!!!!!!!!!








Bee, jom la.. kimchi... pleaseee...... *wink* *wink* *wink*