On Saturday and Sunday I took over Suet’s job in Carlsberg at Giant and it was so damn boring because I didn’t have anything to do other than wait for people to come up to the booth that I fell asleep.

And this weirdass guy came up and started snapping pictures of me sleeping!

The AIr Asia lady in the next booth said, “Woi! Apasal ambil gambar orang!” (Woi! Why are you taking her picture?)

“Tak adalah saya sukalah.” (No reason, I just want to.) He said, still snapping.

“kamu kenal dia ar?” (Do you know her?)

“Kenal.” (Yes.)

Then I suddenly woke up and looked at them.

The lady asked me, “Kamu kenal dia ah?”

I said, “tak kenal.”

Then he ran away! WTF!

At first I wasn’t bothered because I don’t know why I thought it was a Malay lady but the Air Asia woman insists it was a Chinese man.

Damn stalker ok I was only in jeans, ponytail and a fugly Carlsberg collared tshirt (have I mentioned that the article of clothing I hate the most is collared tshirts). What is this nonsense!

And today I started my internship at Dentsu Malaysia. I’m going to be there for the next 6 weeks and already I’m so sleepy I don’t know how I can take this.

Fat Her drove me there and I was supposed to see the way there because I wanna drive next time but I couldn’t because my eyes were closed the entire journey wtf.

My dad woke me up when we reached there but I said “one more minute” and slept for 15. Poor Fat Her.