kedai makan

last night azlan wanted to went out with me. i took him jalan-jalan around kl, cuci mata and then we hang out at uptown and borak-borak. when i want to go home, we got some problem. he didn’t know how to go to federal highway from my house. so, i had to show the route by having him tailgate my car but after we had a drink at nz. i was very sleepy that i almost crashed my car into a divider two times. ish ish…

after picking up my sister at her workplace, she kept bugging me to belanja her kuey teow goreng. so we went to this kedai makan near my house. the food here is okay but here’s a thing, there’s one worker there kept staring at me while i’m eating. that’s creepy dude. i look at my shirt if i got a stain or snot coming out from my nose, but i’m clean, mucus free. i can’t even enjoy my food. when i go to the counter to pay, she even asked some private question. i didn’t answer it though, just stare her with my strange look. i think it is inappropriate to start a friendly chat with a stranger by asking a personal question. there should be a rule that stranger can’t ask such question to other stranger. tanya lah apa khabar ke, apa ke. luckily the one that asking is a chick. if it is some guy, heads are gonna roll…