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furushikiru ame no naka ooo~

that's the first thing you'll listen when you load this page, courtesy of the flash music player. its a song called ribaibaru, a famous song circa the early 90's. do a human experiment on your parents to see whether they can remember this song or not.

i'm still on laptop. my pc's dead, the psu gave his life. damnit, the psu has become the shortest pc component lifespan i've ever bought, last for around 2 months before my mother tutup plug kat dinding *poof* it died. and again, my laptop. i have a severe problem with the keyboard, can't make the T button working properly. i have to press the t button extra harder to have the alphabet t appear on my monitor.

oh yea. sincerely, hotlink sucks. you have absolutely no reason why you should tag along with this piece of telco liar except for the rewards programme, which is, unfortunately, still unrivaled by any other malaysian telco provider. the price of the supersavers (yeah right tawaran istimewa) has gove up from originally RM2/1 hour of talking and RM2/1000 smses, to RM4/30 min (WTF!?!?) and RM5/500 smses. i'm really, really thinkin of changing to celcom upax/happy combo, which gave me the most bang per buck.

and yeah, talking about bang per buck, i had the most sweetest dodol ever ive tasted in my life. what the hell the thing is soo damn tasty and delicious. maybe i didnt had a dodol for nearly 2 years, maybe thats why it tastes so good. ah, some part of the dodol keras already, lama sgt berjemur kot. i dont mind, because all the weddings free gifts are like that, shiney on the outside but like yesterday's kuih bahulu, it tastes like a thounsand mg of clorin is inside. ah, the dodol was wrapped lepat-style. DAMN nice. i feel like wanna sue the whole pengantin's family for succesfully explored my deep inner taste bud.

but anyway.
yesterday evening i took a walk to petaling street with my mom. she wanted to go to popular's. the nearest popular is at leisure mall, which is so near. but the fear of spotting any retarded smk cherasians lead me to persuade my mom to go to the petaling street's.

so, we went. as usual, i dont have a chance to drive, or even change toe radio station. yeah, maybe im still a 6 years old kid, who knows.

so, the first thing i noticed is, she picked hentian puduraya as a parking spot. i was like, WTF? pick another place.. the place is so old, its like a ticking bomb, waiting for the perfect time to crush any unexpected citizens inside the building. i was like.. nevermind... maybe she had some memories parking inside this building years ago.

so, we went to the parking. we parked next to a guard, so if anything happens we'll kick the guard off the building straight into the Plaza Rakyat.

eh? plaza rakyat?. the mega-mahathir project?


Kesian.. Pity the Plaza Rakyat LRT station :( stesyen LRT yang macam tulang, takde design langsung.


So.. we went downstairs and head straight forward to Chinatown. On the way, I saw this.


As usual, Puduraya was full of people who are eagerly wanted to go somewhere else than Kuala Lumpur. There's a "WTF cepatla bas ni lembab betol la" imprinted in all of their faces. The food court is full of indonesian cooks who are desperately luring every single people who even are trying to only pass through the food court to go out, including us.





Sorry, tgh kejar masa. I'll update this post later. Belom maghrib lagi ni.. sigh.. Bye