ok, like, tons of things happened these past few days and i shall
SQUEEZE it all into this one post!
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first, on Thursday, Hidayah n i were going to school, in bus 806
and we were talking abt stuff...yea, stuff
then Hida took my phone and typed something then showed it to me, and it said:
hey Alyaa, remember that day u told me
that Erra got my number cuz a guy was asking for it
Well, who was it?
or something along that line.
So i told her it was Zai, out LOUD!
not thru my phone, which meant that anyone,
who was sitting in front of us could easily hear what we were saying.
And guess who was sitting in front of us?
ZAI!
and then, Hidayah, being as calm as she was,
pointed in front of her...and here was the back of his head!
I could have just died right then! In the bus!
and we started freakin out, silently.
just immagine 2 girls freaking out about something really horrible that just happened
only they were freakin out without sound! Yeah...
so we were like ready to die right there.
i bet i could have died if he actually turned around and said he heard EVERYTHING
or something like that...
haiz....
and now story 2!
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today, i went to mustafa centre with my family to shop
for whatever crap they sell there.
like usual, it was super duper crowded
but what was even worse was that when we went to pay for the stuff
the idiotic moron working at the cashier was so annoying and stupid!
Firstly, she was working so slowly!
i almost wanted to jump over the freakin counter and knock her out of the way
so that i could do everything much much faster than her!
Then, my grandmom asked her for an extra plastic bag
cause the one my sister was hoding with the stuff we bought earlier downstairs, was torn!
so we needed a new one before everything fell out.
so the conversation went like this:
granny: excuse me, can i get another plastic bag, the big one?
moron: uh, yes yes.
granny: *calls my sis to come over with the torn bag*
sis: here *gives the bag to the moron*
granny: ok, can you give us the bag now?
moron: uh...for what?
granny: the bag! it's torn so we need a new one!
moron: uh...who is she then? *towards my sis*
granny: *getting annoyed* she's with us! we bought the things! CAN WE HAVE THE BAG NOW?!
moron: um...where you pay for this? *taking our things OUT of the bag!*
granny & my mom: DOWNSTAIRS!
granny: can you replace the bag already?! it's torn and the tings will fall out!
moron: um...i cannot, you ca go ask for one from the security guard.*keeping out stuff again*
granny: *taking our stuff back* masyallah, punye penakut org ni!
and then we all left, all grumbling about the mornic freak!
a monkey could do better than her!
for goodness sake! What kind of idiots do they employ to frakin work there?!?!
thank goodness it's over....
