sahidah got me addicted to got no shorty by sean kingston, made her play it over and over at work, 'i-i-i-i-i aint got no shorrrtyy..' haha its playing non-stop in my head. and chong bai by fish leong. haha ok i know their like worlds apart.

my hairs black! haha, daddy did it for me. i feel i enjoy home more than ever now. talking to everyone at homes much easier and i'm breaking down the wall bit by bit.

this blog is going to mark all the events and emotions that has happened to me or what i'm going through so i can look back in the future. i mean i do that now, re-reading my posts frm last year. yeaps, so many things have happened. its nice knowing the past once in a while.

i was on the bus on the way back from work today, then i saw these 2 blangadesh workers and they looked sad-ish. then i felt my nose become ticklish, which means i was going to cry. but i didnt, instead i started thinking about how we as humans treat one another. especially in spore. how the chinese are racist to the indians and all. they are just here to earn a living, whats wrong with that and what did they do to deserve this discrimination. we should give them credit for not being ashamed of wearing those bright green vests sweeping the floors, cleaning table at hawker centers. i know how it feels to clean a table full of melted icecream so what is icecream compared to the tables at hawker centers? you know really, we should rethink about our behavior.

but... madhu is an exeption. i know, slap me people. but that is a special case that shouldnt be touched. period.



i should be slapped cause revenge ever crossed my mind. i'm an evil witch.

sahidah got me addicted to got no shorty by sean kingston, made her play it over and over at work, 'i-i-i-i-i aint got no shorrrtyy..' haha its playing non-stop in my head. and chong bai by fish leong. haha ok i know their like worlds apart.

my hairs black! haha, daddy did it for me. i feel i enjoy home more than ever now. talking to everyone at homes much easier and i'm breaking down the wall bit by bit.

this blog is going to mark all the events and emotions that has happened to me or what i'm going through so i can look back in the future. i mean i do that now, re-reading my posts frm last year. yeaps, so many things have happened. its nice knowing the past once in a while.

i was on the bus on the way back from work today, then i saw these 2 blangadesh workers and they looked sad-ish. then i felt my nose become ticklish, which means i was going to cry. but i didnt, instead i started thinking about how we as humans treat one another. especially in spore. how the chinese are racist to the indians and all. they are just here to earn a living, whats wrong with that and what did they do to deserve this discrimination. we should give them credit for not being ashamed of wearing those bright green vests sweeping the floors, cleaning table at hawker centers. i know how it feels to clean a table full of melted icecream so what is icecream compared to the tables at hawker centers? you know really, we should rethink about our behavior.

but... madhu is an exeption. i know, slap me people. but that is a special case that shouldnt be touched. period.



i should be slapped cause revenge ever crossed my mind. i'm an evil witch.