just remembered something funny that happened last week.
uncle abdon and aunty rajes who came down from aussie for my cousin, mark's wedding...met up with me for breakfast in somewhere in bangsar.
we decided to eat chinese and aunty wanted to sit outside since they don't have such 'outside stalls' in aussie.
trying to be a good niece *hehe*, i just agreed with everything...even the food they ordered.
so, while i was halfway through with my wantanmee, i suddenly felt like really full already cos i don't usually eat breakfast and i had gastric problem the week before and was just recovering from it.
in my mind, i was like praying really hard so that i can finish up my food...cos people ajak makan, then if don't finish...not nice, rite?
seconds later...guess what happened? bird poo fell on my food. LMAO. like out of nowhere, suddenly it just 'plop'-ed on my food. hahaha.
i laughed like shyt man...but inside, i was secretly thanking god for answering my littlesillyprayer.
:P
