attack of the hairy-faced woman
i'm fasting today so i will limit my ranting. sesungguhnya aku berpuasa.
when someone's nose is already pressed up against the train door, it means the train is crowded. full. maximum capacity. but noooo this lady in purple still wanted to get in and i ended up squashed amongst un-showered bodies this morning. i found it hard to even breathe. and that is not good especially when i'm recovering from a cold.
this purple lady, i tell you, has a smack-me-bitch face. her lower lip was jutting out making her look petulant. and i swear, I SWEAR she had a moustache. not much, i admit but seriously i could see the kumis, bits of hair above the corners of her lips. and i also saw bits of hair on her chin. I SWEAR I SWEAR I SWEAR! she's chinese tau. they hardly have hair on their arms and legs so how can they grow facial hair?? yun nam haircare? yun nam facecare? ITS WORKS! not 'it works' eh sila.
see, so much for limited ranting. somehow 'sesungguhnya aku berpuasa' turned into 'sesungguhnya aku tak kisah.'
