Knock knock at 6 pm
i heard hard knocks on my house door. Left the toilet in a hurry. Myself and my boxer wet with my towel. *knock knock* i heard followed by "ladin oii ladin oii!" The word fark came across my mine.Its my neighbour...think for one second and heck care just open the door coz she old already. Wrapped myself with my towel. opened the door with water driiping from my hair. "hi auntie" i said with my deep breathing after the mad dash from the toilet. Guess what...the daughter is there too! What a double combo whammy. I should't have not open the door!!!

"wah no wonder so long i knock you neva open the door" mandi ar?(bathing in malay) this is for you *She is indonesian chinese can speak malay**giggles from both of em*. Hiding behind the door i accepted the box of kueh lapis from her daughter. They wishes me selamat hari raya! yeah how kewl issit accepting gift with my boxer and towel. With maximum paisehness all i can think of was to say "thank you" 3 times smile then close the door. They walk back to their unit laughing ang gigling. Shit.

Paiseh like hell. But i love both my neighbours, the left and the right. Each year chinese new year or hari raya we will exchange gift and munchies and i get free hongbaos. haha?
Stupified @ 6:46 PM