Got to sleep in today, in other words - YAY! Anyway, had an hour-long shower which consisted of loud music and screams!
My goodness the haze today was really bad, it was like as if they were having this permananet fumigation or whatever the word is. Seriously, it's worse than the ozone hole! Seriously, Indonesia should be more aware of other countries' feelings. Just look at Marco. I think he's xenophobic or something. How stupid? A foreigner who's xenophobic.
Today went to NTUC with Adam, Nani, Izzati, Sham and Nuriman to buy vegetables for Bio drawing. But at the interchange, we saw the yellow-backpack Chee Ko Pek! Yes, he shall now be called the Yellow Backpack Backside-Peeker. Well, we saw him about a week ago and he noticed that we were noticing that he was noticing girls' cleavage and I actually waved at him at the interchange (last week). I think I mentioned him before in my blog, warning innocent girls. Cover up, girls! You're not promiscuous!
Ok, I'm digressing. Anyway, we saw the Yellow Backpack Backside-Peeker and Izzati suggested that we stalked him. Now this was a funny situation, because we couldn't even stalk like professionals. We made a huge ruckus out of it and Ruiqi appeared out of nowhere and followed us. I think her birthday present is the special powers of instant teleportation. So the Yellow Backpack Backside-Peeker kept on turning around and looking at us, so he obviously knew that we were following him. We were a disgrace to stalkers everywhere. Then, he disappeared without a trace. I hope somebody teaches him a lesson and rapes him or something.
Anyway, back to NTUC. We were about to pay the cashier and so, here's the situation; the cashier has already scanned everything and put them inside a plastic bag. I still had not paid him yet. Here's a dialogue to make it more dramatic:-
Adam: Umm... can we have 3 plastic bags?
Cashier: Sorry, I can only give you one.
Adam: Oh, is that a rule? [non-sarcastically]
Cashier: No [WTF right?]
[at this point, the cashier was scanning the next customer's items]
Me: Uh, excuse me, I still haven't pay you know... [getting a bit pissed]
Cashier: I can only give you one plastic bag.
[After waving my notes and raising my voice a little, he took 2 minutes to undo the mistake. Gave him my notes. Arranged my notes neatly so that they would be aligned perfectly. Might as well iron them so they can become crease-free crisp notes, right? Opened the register. Placed the notes neatly. Hari Raya came. Took two lifetimes to tear the receipt]
Nuriman: Thank you very much. [grinning at the thought of him being oh so sarcastic, but in fact it sounded so wrong that it sounded like as if he really was sincere. Seriously, he should learn from a pro like me]