Stop The War; but what war am I fighting?

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Ahaaa.
If you are an avid reader of my blog, you'll definitely encounter one post where I mentioned about a mini-Tassha lookalike way wayyyyy back.
Guess what?
I met her again yesterday. Woah. It's a small world indeed. Heh. So the story goes..
I was actually waiting for Hamka at woodlands mrt station, sitting down, listening to songs when there's this girl started waving frantically at me. So, you know, me without my specs, can't see that well also kinda smiled and waved. Just trying to be friendly. Conservatively friendly. Heh. When she came near, I was soooo stumped. Guess what she did? Hehehh. Came and sat beside me and started to promote this 'special privilege card'. Eyy? Haha. Didn't manage to ask her any questions though. Too stumped to do anything. Heh.

Hmmmm.. and the self-proclaimed 'Nasi Lemak Power' ain't that 'powerful' at all, except maybe for the sambal.
A waste of 20mins. Ergh.
But the ermmm, whaddya call that thing? The bun with kebabs and cabbage and sauces in it? Pita eh? Whatever it is, that thing's nice. Very nice.

Smelling another 'Amazing Race' journey today. Woohoohoooo...

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