pak guard

okay.fuhhhhhhhhhh~

hahahaha.

just now,went out to get some food with syah.and then she said,lets go see some rich people's house.and i was like,yeah let's!so we went to puncak setiawangsa where all the people had a minimum 3 storey house (wtf!rite).one house even looked like a 5 star hotel on the english countryside (again,wtf!rite).swimming pools,expensive sports car,all were so overwhelming to see.and we were having a good time drooling over the houses.

that was until.......

the park guard from hell shouted at us.and trust me,he really was shouting!he was like, "WOOOOOI!"..then we reluctantly went to the guard house.syah did all the talking since that dude was speakin in the utara slang.he was like "who let you in?what are you doing here?" and then syah was like "jalan-jalan ambil angin je laa" and he said "jalan ni bapa hang punya ka". and then what really pissed me off was,he said "jalan-jalan pastu g merokok". we were like WTF dude.now that was..grrr!

i mean,come on.it wasn't like we were there to break into any of the houses.stupid.since i was so angry after he made that smoking comment,i couldn't hear a thing he said afterwards.i heard his voice but nothing made sense cuz i was so hot inside.

blerkkkk~i know he was just doing his job.but there was no need to be that rude.dang.whatever happened to malaysian hospitality?bullshit i tell ya,bullshit!

phewwww..i bet,if we were driving a mercedes or ferrari instead of riding the motorcycle,he would've been all soft and nice with us.typical.huh~


hope you have a great life mr.pak guard!

enteng.