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Wednesday, April 16 - 9:46 PM
hawker brawl
Hello.
I'll skip everything.
The English thing organised by Ms B was very normal.
Go thr use some programme. Then done. Home.
Lots ponned. Me, Cm and Faisal went, cos' also nothing to do at home.
Anyway, thr's one cocked-eye uncle who wanted to fight with me at hawker!
Fucking cockeye.
He brought SamA's food to our table, so I just asked for one more plate.
Lol, he shout and asked me to go and order myself...
Walau eh, he works for the store, cannot hlp me?
So quarrelled abit, and he kept saying "wanna fight ar?"
Haha, in the end the others also come and hlp.
So...he got nothing to say but hlp me to order.
Stupid. This type of worker...