Story About Friends Dailies Chat
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Written on Friday, December 4, 2009 @ 6:34 AM

Yay! Everybody guess what? I woke up early again. 6 AM~

Ugh. Why do I keep waking up early? BUT today, I didn't get any nightmares. Sweet. I'm starting to love my new home. The colour is much nicer now. Lime green isn't a wise option for a wall. Choose la pink ke, maroon ke, brown ke. Kan lawa sikit. I love green but the green is too green. If you know what I mean. Sakit mata memandang. Haha.

Okay, so today's plan is to find out if Iqa Babygirl already got her white top. If she have, she would have to follow me for a short shopping trip for a white top today. If she doesn't have one, tkya sua. Hahaha. Black jeans? Hmm.. Cane tuu. Black tkde, dark blue ade uh. Hehe. Susah uh. Kan senang pki baju sendiri. Haha. Byk complain eh. Tsk tsk. Baaaad Illa.

And today, one of the beds will come. Let's just hope it's my bed. At last a bed! Haha.

Oh yes, the house is nicely painted. Thanks to all the dudes. And guess what? Yesterday, my father brought along his other friend, who I have never seen before, to help out. He's an Indian, but looks Turkish if you just take a glance. But somehow I already knew he was an Indian. Haha. Yea, he's got a fair skin tone. And he is really quiet. We only figured out he was not and Indian! Hindustani laa dey! Haha. My grandma watched too much Hindustan movies that when she heard this guy talked to his friend on the phone, she spoke to him in his language. She knew some because my Grandpa ever worked at Madras as a Singapore embassador, right? Cute semacam siak.

And my mom talked to this guy as if he was 4, man. The thing is, he's really weird. People at Madras, according to my grandmother doesn't like spicy stuffs but sweet stuffs. But he's the otherwise. He doesn't even eat curry! Haha. I think he's a vegetarian. He ate only fried ladyfingers and some other vegetables. Tapi, belacan dher.. Kusmangat. Haha!

The dudes came to paint the walls willingly. I mean, they weren't paid for doing it. My dad was actually supposed to because it was during their work time. But they were friends and my father actually didn't cut their pay for their real work so they did it sincerely. It's good enough you know! Haha. Fortunately, my family "fell in love" with that Hindustani guy. His life story was real sad. No joke. He was sent to Singapore, only to find out his agent cheated him. She ran away with his $7000 and he was left jobless in Singapore for 90 days. At first, my father hesitated to hire him. But really, he was one guy who deserved life man. He really worked his ass off man even after knowing that he wasn't paid to paint the walls. So my father's friends all left and we asked him to stay back. Yeah, we said we liked him and he was paid! Kesiankan deyni. Sayu hati dengar cerita dher.

Lagipon dher tk mcm bangla lain. Dher tk gelap langsung, dher tk gatal langsung and best part, dher tak bau mama langsung! Hahahaha!




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