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Friday, December 08, 2006
Who's the smartypants who went to save the photos entry under drafts? HAHAH. must be mish.

ANYWAYS, hellllo kaka. hmm alrighty, Turkey was okay. And I dont think it was middle east you know. Okay unsure but the people there were kinda like ang moh looking, except brunette. That kinda mixed blood looking kind. Actually, Turkey has much much more cute guys than Dubai! Dubai people are more like the middle east dressed kind. You know, the wearing all white and the veil looking thingy.

Yeah okay, stop it with the superficial stuff fee! But hello, Turkey already provided 8 or 9 full days of pure pureeee history man. Oh my god. I think I can tell you the story abt the ottoman empire and the trojan horse okay. It was enriching but omgggg 9 days is whoa. mdm mariam would be proud.

But nevermind that, Dubai was SHOPPINGGG HEAVEN man. Damn shiok.

OH YEAH, I wanted to talk abt the 1st time I ever hitched a ride. In dubai. Okay, me and my mom were done shopping and the cabbie queue was longggg. Like 3 to 4 times of pp's long queue and it was moving damn slow. So yay, smart alecy us decided to actually walk back to the hotel. THEN it started to rain. wth, dont these stuffs only happen in drama serials? So we asked a Lebonese, er duno how to spell for directions. Then he offered to lead the way. At 1st I was, whaaa? Is this safe? I mean, it's all dark and stormy (damn drama like) and then hes some roadside stranger. What if he's secretly some mass murderer?! Or rapist. GAAHH. But then again, I thought he would show us the way back WALKING. So okay, still can scream and kick all, quite safe la.

But, he had a car.

I was even more apprehensive now la. HUH, get into a strangers car? IN FOREIGN LAND? It's exactly the kinda thing the kindly policeman on crimewatch would ask you not to do! But my mum seemed okay with it so no choice. I was still thinking omg, how how how. maybe I should jump out of the car when he shows his eveil side. *peers outta car* omg cant i dont dare!! Plus he's driving so quickly! omg shit shit should I leave behind my bag? oh shit but its yulins, i cant afford to pay her 165 bucks! oh shit shit. *checks car door* okay good the car's not locked. okay, maybe at jing yao guan tou, i'll dare to jump out. eh wait, *looks out* OH, we've reached the hotel.

hahahahha. okay, in retrospect, it was kind of stupid la. My mum was like o_O "HAHHA, he's so young, of course he wont la! Why you so scared?"

Then even more dramamama man. Apparently, I was subconsciously super traumatised by the whole thing. So at night, I suddenly sat up and shouted, "Mummy mummy where are you?!" in the scared kinda tone. According to my mom cos I have absolutely no recollection of it. I think I scared the poo outta her la. Screaming in the middle of the night. HHAA.

whoaa. longg post on the false alarm hitch a ride incident. hahaha. sorry i alr tried to shorten it.

feee.

;kaka rocked ur panties off at 1:22 AM
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