of chilliness and price tag's death

on sat nite *or rather sunday early morning*, we*me, mich, ml* were out at ss2 murni *my all time fav mamak* drinking ribena longan/teh o ais limau/limau ais and sharing claypot loh si fun...well, ml had a suprise in her drink.... it was chillifieD!!!!.

LOL. well, what happened was...while eating the loh si fun, i wanted some chilli...and it was behind ml's teh o ais limau...being lazy and all to move her cup away,i just took some chilli with my fork...on it's way back to my plate/mouth, the fork tilted and i thought i drop some chilli...but i couldn't see it cos ml's cup was blocking my view...then when i removed the cup, there was no chilli!! *so dodgy weh*...so i was like 'aik, the chilli never drop eh, i thought it did' to ml who was busy eating away...she was too busy to reply me...so i ignored the fork tilting-thinking that the chilli dropped on the table incident...

after a few minutes later, while ml was drinking her teh o ais limau *man, what a long name for a drink!*, she suddenly said,'ehh, u dropped the chilli in my drink isit.patutla the drink taste so spicy*......hahaha.ooops.sorry ml...for chillifying ur drink...well, only these kind of nonsense can happen when u're with me.hehe *love u*

my next story is supposed to be a sad one.....so put on ur sad faces now, quick!!

i lost my miss selfridge price tag!!!!!! damn sad wehhh...i know it's just a price tag but it's not JUST a price tag for me....i've got memories with it kayy. =(( *sobs*.anyway, i was reading 'hidden' by cathy glass *check it out, it's a good read* while waiting for the lrt to come at bangsar...usually i'll hold my bookmark *the price tag* while reading...so when the lrt came....i sliiped my price tag at the page where i was reading and got into the lrt...since i managed to get a good spot to stand *the side of the seats*, i decided to continue reading my storybook....just as i opened the book to the page where i last read, the bookmark flew out of my hands and out it went, out of the lrt. i panicked and wanted to get it back but then i heard the 'tit-tit-tit' sound of the lrt signalling that it was going to close its doors any moment...so there i was standing helplessly,looking at my poor bookmark which was so near yet so far at that time.... and then the doors shut close *bam! somehow the doors seemed to know that i wanted my bookmark so dearly that it purposely didn't want me to have it back*....haih.i went 'shit!'...and the lady infront on me who saw the whole incident sneered at me. she bloody sneered at me. all i could give her back in return was a fake smile...trying to act cool all again, i pretended to continue my reading...but all i could think of for the rest of the journey on the lrt was my bookmark/precious price tag...so long, farewell...my dear bookmark.may u rest in peace at bangsar lrt station *or probably in the dustbin.GASP!*=(

i need a new bookmark! ugh.