Monday, May 29, 2006 : Silent Killer.
I went Carrefour last Sunday (yesterday). For those of you who has been to Carrefour (the one beside Subang Parade) you would know that the escalators there are flat, not like those escalators with humongous steps.
My whole family, my dad, mum, sister and I, were standing on the escalator going down. Suddenly, out of nowhere, my dad smiled. It wasn't an ordinary smile either. It was his "usual" smile. The smile that could meant 1 thing.
RUN! I ran down the escalator far away from my dad. My mum looked blur. So did my sis. A few seconds later, their face turned sour. They knew what had happened.
My dad just released his deadly gas grenade. The silent killer. My dad's signature move. His signature; a smile, a cunning smile that others from the outside would not be able to interpret the reason of the smile.
Well, other than that hilarious event, I don't think there was any event that was worth telling.
Supposed to cut bald this thursday or friday but got postponed to tuesday due to unforseen circumstances. Haihz. I'm trying to move it to Monday. Why? Monday seems like a good day to be bald.
Man's intuition.
Going to a friend's birthday party this Saturday. I think I'm going to be 1/2 hours late. Fuck. I hate being late. But I just can't help it. Hope she's the kind of person who thinks "Better late than never".