ONCE UPON A TIME IN MSIA

damnit , juz now study few pages of sejarah bab 2 f5 then tertido lagi for 2 hrs . WADDA FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK... y always like that 1 ?? mayb i shd stop studying on beds anymore >.<

anyway i just came back from dinner at klang ... on the 40 mins drive back i heard interesting tales of me parents that i never knew about .

my mum talked about how she used to work as a nurse in a clinic when she was young , for her teacher's doctor husband . she said one of her tasks wuz to make milo for the doc everyday at 10 in d mornin , n since she last time no money to buy milk so she never knew how to made milo ... on her first day she added the ingredients den added hot water n found out the milk powder surfaces on top of the milo , n it wudnt dissolve no matter wat she tried ... so she poured it away n made a second cup . the same thing happened again so she cant be wasting it by pouring it away again so she served it to the doc ... den after that the doc complained to his wife n the wife scolded me mum for not knowing how to make milo LOL , her mistake wuz she didnt stir the ingredients before addin hot water xD

then she said she worked in a factory as well , where she had a night shift n she had to cycle damn damn damn far to the factory every nite n work for a few hours cutting the tapes for the cassettes and rolling them into the cassettes itself . her pay ? RM3 per day ... n she had to cycle home at 11 pm in the dark ... n she said she ended up quittin the job cuz her best friend who worked with her there argued with the manager and walked out of the factory ... so since her best fren gone she also didnt felt like continuing her work there n resigned as well .

then me dad said he worked odd jobs for his dad's grocery store last time , carrying gunny sacks of rice with his bros ( gunny sacks , yea , those big bags u see santa carrying on christmas eve nights ) ...

then my parents told of how life wuz last time , when they both only earned a meagre sum of RM300 per month . when buying chap fan they wud hide a few pieces of meat under big pieces of vegetable so the hawker wudnt realize the pieces of meat n wudnt count money for it . then they had to eat very little per day , as they were low on pay . then they tell about how they had a mentally-challenged neighbour mother with her also mentally-challenged son , with her husband divorced . u noe the terrace houses the balcony stick together ? well my mum says the neighbour aunty will sweep her balcony n after she's done she'll look around to make sure nobody is watchin then throw the rubbish she sweep over to my mum's balcony . wtfness xD my mum noes cuz another neighbour told her about it . then my mum sed the wind blow that time all the rubbish will fly back to the aunty's balcony again LOLOL ...

well there's still a few stories they told , but i can't really recall much ... eg how my mum had to crack open gunny sacks of nuts one by one for a bit of money ... so i'll just end here , its nearly 10 n i have to at least study n do a bit of sejarah b4 i go to bed so nitez xD