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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Tuesday, July 31, 2007

we had supper at adam road food centre together with C.
& god knows just why he had to go to other corner to have a puff and left me and C alone.
he had prawn mee, i had mee goreng and C had roti john..
lemme share a joke here:
C and i were cracking our brains to decide what to order at a prata stall.
i was hoping to try the banana prata and C made the choice of roti john just as fast.
he ordered for me but the indian man replied : "no more prata"
ok..then i said: "i shall have murtabak then"
before this i didn't hear him whisper to C "no more flour"
and 'coz of this, he got so agitated when he heard i wanted to order murtabak.
he said: "i told you no more flour!"
HAHAHAHAHAHA..*pengz*
hence, table 67 had a so-called "dispute" with that indian man.
just then, he thought of ordering prata.
so i said to him: "ok you go ahead and order lor and tell him you're from table 67. confirm he surely break into fits!"
hahahahaha..
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