One World My World

Dear Diary,

Its 6.38am in the morning. I managed to complete my morning prayers and have taken my breakfast. I just waiting for the sky to be a bit brighter because the toilet light is not working and I don't wish to bathe in the darks (scary.. got momok).

Somehow I feel later there will be war of the world for using the toilet. I am known to use the toilet for at least 15 min minimum. We'll see who will win the toilet war. Three competitors, one toilet, who will be the sole survivor. (remind myself today got amazing race to watch)

For your information, Zul is officially typing with 7 fingers and relying more on his right hands to type. When I type, I tend to type using my left hands. And Zul is such a scatter brain. Serious.

Lets rewind to Saturday, I woke up like at 9am. I am supposed to wake up at 7am to prepare and get ready. Lets just say I thought my distance cousin was getting married on that particular weekend. Thus I cancel all my appointments on both Saturday and Sunday. I realized that she is getting married two weeks to come.

Lucky I'm managed to ask in time, if not my Saturday and Sunday will just burnt up just like that. Let's see. I ask Bee McQueen out on Saturday. It was like supposed to be my plan and the plan was supposed to last from morning to night. It was cut short.

Well both of us woke up late, and yes both of us woke up at 9am. Kill me for not being on time. So we headed to Bt Panjang Plaza to have our breakfast. So Bee choose to eat at KFC. Actually I wanted to eat at Ya Kun. I wanted to have toast and half boiled egg. Anyway anything is fine to me also.

Let's just say the KFC manage is not only and idiot, he is slow and stupid. I swear to you I almost flare up but I didn't want to spoil the beautiful day. Well someone flare up and almost wanted to leave, I stop him because KFC no longer serve breakfast and thus serve normal meals.

We waited like 15 min for just less than 3 customer in front of me. What happen to the "fast" in fastfood restaurant? While we are standing right in front of us, he frantically looking for the menu and change all the menu for all the counter. I stand there like tan ku ku lah.

Ok, you are done changing the menu and everything. Serve me. Serve me. No! He went to his staff and ask his staff to wear his name tag. Cannot wait meh? He can't tell nicely later meh? It takes him 5 mins before he greet us and say what we want to order. Hello! Me You Li Mao leh. No sorry No nothing.

I wanted to quickly get this order over and done with. Then when we pay and waiting. Then he scream to the kitchen for our order. So we waited again. He cannot do it earlier meh. I damn fed up with him la. So he said, "We will sent your food over to your seat"

He passed our mash potatoes, coeslow and drinks. When we reach our seats, I realised the idiot manager never gave us spoons. Then eat the mash potato use hands meh. I never wanted to wait for him lah. I think no one wanted to be the manager thats why this kind of people gets.

I choose to take from the other country lest makes my blood boil and I start to C.O.M.P.L.A.I.N. My Zinger was half cooked and I realised coeslow got onions one. Wah sian. No more KFC already.

Well we headed down to east coast park. Weather is sunny and bright. Well we walk a bit and we went to this bike shop, Burger King up ahead. The reason being is the owner for the other bike store has bad attitude and no way I'm giving my money to him.

So bee and me chooses the two man bicycle. I tell you I really regret it a lot. Bee was in front and I sat behind. And I can ride bicycle but we thought it would be more convenient to rent that bike so that one of us don't suddenly dissappeared.

When we reach Pasir Ris end, we changed. I sat in front and Bee at the back. The bike was darn heavy to ride lah. It was different compared when I had Yani or Izzah at the back. I totally can't focus at all so I slowly ride the bicycle and then BANG!

What happen? This thai guy was not paying attention. He was in my lane. My reaction time was so slow that I couldn't hit the break or sound the bell. Really! I know I was to blame also. Lucky lor for them.

Two bike hit each other. Three people fly in the air. Literally fly in the air. I landed on my left hand. Lucky not my dormant hand lah. Then my hand was so pain. I scream. haha. Well lets just say, it attracted at least 5 -10 people who was crowding around us. So some people was like pulling me up and saying loads of stuff.

"Put icebag." Wah bad fall and don't say so much lah. Haix. I said out loud. Don't touch me. My head don't hurt. The thai guy keep apologising to me. When I saw his wound, I told him to go off. I'm okay for now. To hand cannot bend at all. The hand was swollen.

The the bike's break totally gone case. Lucky got passer-by who come and helped to fixed the bike. We just send the bike back to the shop and slowly make our way to parkway parade. The sky starting to turn black and it was going to rain.

Damaged Control time. I call my mom and ask her what should I do. She ask to call my aunt or uncle to fix my hands aka massage it back. My aunt is not at home and thus I have to cut short the planning and head over to my uncle house.

Well my uncle massaged it, now can bend my hands. But my hands will heal over the few days to come. So everyone please pray that my hands get well.

Lesson learnt.