I stared aghast at the 'serunding daging' ibu had prepared for my all-alone-Hari-Raya (imagine dengdang perantau crooning at the background). Half of it has gone bad, with the parts of it turned mayonaisse white.Hmm, I don;t recall mayo as any of its ingredients.Hmm. Absoultely dissapointed.My housemate and I. So I manage to salvage what little remains of it.Tsk..Tsk..

Something interesting also happenned yesterday, my friends and I, witnessed a fight, right outside a pub/restaurant. And yes, it was at night, and yes there were only us girls and patrons of other restaurants near by. Everyone just stopped what they were doing and stared. As the guy got hit and punched on the face, in the abdomen and god knows where. I was hoping somebody would go and help, but no, nobody dared to stop the fight.SO they were in a WWF position(slam,stonecold steve austin?!), one guy, pinned underneath in a 'lock' position and the top guy swearing. It really felt like a scene from Fight Club. Ngeh Ngeh Ngeh, yeah imaginations running wild).A car came and they still didn't move.Haiyoh, drama betul irish mabuk nih!. I don;t know how it all stopped, I don;t want to know, and thank god, the Herbalife lady arrived.
So I went for a free ala-facial-Herbalife. And a typical Malaysian I am, I tried all, the products they had and smothered them all over.FREE mah! Ooh, my pimple infected face feels smooth like a baby's bottom after that.I bet Achim you want to pinch my cheeks right? But sorry horh! YOu wait until you come here, and see my cheeks no more chubby lorh!.Hehe