I met two biatches on Saturday. Was in Watson's when I met the first biatch. Jas and I were in the line to pay for our stuffs. Just as it was going to be my turn, one fat biatch dashed in and put a basket of her stuffs on the counter. For some reasons, I let her go. Although Jas told me to confront her. Nevermind ler...I was patient only la. When we left Watson's, we were criticising behind her back. Started by saying how b*chy and how fat she was. And then Jas criticised about the amount of blotters she bought (she got like about 5 or more packets of facial blotters); that her face must be very oily. Have to use blotters every minute :P
And then while in the train, met another biatch. A self centered biatch. Y'know the pole in the train which is designed for passengers who have no seat to hold on to? She literally leaned her whole darn body on the pole and there were no space for me to grab. For your info, I was already grabbing the pole before she came into the train. Above my hands were other hands who needed the pole as well. I couldn't hold anywhere else because her darn body was on it!! Fine. I was patient. But I could see she was a lil disturbed with my hand on her back too. When she budged a lil, I quickly moved my hand lower where I thought there was space but I guess it bothered her back as well. I didn't really care. She finally stood properly and held the pole while facing her back to me. But y'know what, she purposely stood next to and purposely came nearer to me until my hand was in between her darn hand and body. I was like what the- . And she actually turned around to look at me!! Fine. I never said anything also. Besides, most passengers were already alighting, so I took my stuff on the floor and looked for a seat.
And there was another half biatch. I saw a seat avaible on the side (which was in a row of three seats). This kid moved from his original seat to the nearest seat available to me. I didn't mind walking a lil more to get to the second seate. But the mom asked the younger bro, who was like a very small kid; around the age of 5-7, to take the empty seat. Man...don't these people ahve a lil compassion?? I was carrying like three big paper bags and they were so heavy (thanx to Jas' free mags). That kid could actually sit on the dad's lap or something!! FINE!! There was another seat available on the opposite. I quickly went to the other side. I saw the self centered biatch wanting to grab the seat too. I didn't let her this time. I took a quicker step forward and sat down. Haha... From the corner of my eye, I could see as if she was staring at me with her ugly biatchy face. Like I care... :Þ Bwahaha... And oh, her bf's not cute too :P Heheh...I'm mean. Yea, I know :Þ Like they're not la...
Anyway, I bought a hair dye that day and I'm just done with using it. It's supposed to be red, like dark red but dunno why it looks like brown to me. Like orang utan. Eeesh.... Anyway, good news is that my hair seems to be softer after using the hair straightener cream about 4 days ago. My permanent straightened hair has gone to somewhere I dunno. Hehe... After cutting my hair, it was really bad. Went back to my natural waves which is bad la. So everything was bad. But thanx to my very nice conditioner, I guessed it helped to making it softer. And thanx to the hair straightener cream which till now my hair's still kinda straight. At least the waves now are nice. :P
Anyway, haven't been sleeping early these past few days. Was falling asleep in church today. *grin* Ooh..by the way, feel like changing my number. There are just some people whom I don't wanna talk to, calling me. And there was one day some guy called me up to tell me there was an offer in Micasa Hotel. He told me a lot of benefits, including a free 3days 2night stay, and discounts in one of the restaurants and pubs, which I could only enjoy if I get this card from them that I have to pay. Siao. Like I'm some business woman like that. Wonder how he even got my number. Some people just have to exist in this world. Sheesh.......
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