I have major problem right now. This is WEEK 3 in SP but I haven't met any Malay peeps, except those that i know of of course. no offence to the other races, who are my friends but i'm just highlighting a fact that's being written in my life now. take for example in my course, i can count the number of Malays with my own fingers. my School of Business? maybe can count my toes in la. haha! of course i hope that won't happen. anyway, i'm just taking the freshies into account, so there's still hope even though it's slim.

So, i think i have to prepare to celebrate Chinese New Year instead of Hari Raya for this year. if this is still the situation that i face by the end of the month, i can say goodbye to my green packets and baju kurung. i'll be substituting them with red ones instead and don NOT a cheongsam of course. chinese men wear what when they go visiting ah? i seriously have no idea. always see them in casual clothing. is it true?



Consider this: You were about to alight the bus, as per normal i MUST stress. Someone had alighted in front of you. And that someone, took a brief pause right in front of the exit door, as if there's no other people who's alighting the bus. You had be considerate enough not to delay other people's precious time on the bus and considerate enough to let the person in front of you move on from her brief pause.

now tell me, is it natural to think about the previous statement when it's not your normal routine? there you go. what happens next is pretty much unexpected though. i don't know how i did it but i ACCIDENTALLY, really, stepped onto the shoe of the lady in front of me. ( ya lah, that someone who took that brief pause is actually this freaking lady lah.. ) in a split second, maybe shorter, the shoe landed on the tar flooring rather than staying put at its original place.

it's latest condition: a shoe in perfect condition except for a snapped lace.
the latest casualty: the poor lady, rubbing her feet profusely which i don't see the reason why.
the victim: me, yes me! don't believe?


me: i'm so sorry ma'am. are you alright?
lady: ..... (rubbing her feet)
me: i'm really, really sorry. it was accidental...
lady ..... ( still rubbing her feet before dragging her feet to the ground)
me: ma'am are you really okay?
lady: you don't know how to walk is it?
(finally, i'm relieved that she's not mute nor dumb!)
me: are you hurt? i'm really sorry...

by this time, i began to walk away from her. actually, i apologised and asked for her well-being many more times on top of what i've written above. but, i was treated like a dumb ass, not being answered but given a black face instead. now you know why i'm the victim instead of her? was it really my fault? analyse the situation yourself. i've got the whole thing out of my mind now. i seriously walked away from her after she ignored me for all my sincere help and feelings for her. i don't have time for this type of people. so ignorant, so stuck up, so proud.

by the way, i think i know why my luck today is as rotten as my luck. in the morning, i saw a red bra hanging on the steps of the overhead bridge that i take to go to the opposite side of the road. a red bra you heard me right. adding to the list of breaking mirrors, a black cat crossing your path and walking under ladders comes.... a red bra? i'm not superstitious. but somehow, that red bra may have brought me bad luck, don't you think so too?