MYOB.

i'm blogging this on the pretext of doing my stupid he304 report. -.-
the following incident JUST happened a few minutes ago.

after getting a cuppa and proceeding back to my seat in kc's reading room, i opened this small pack of biscuits and started to munch. had not taken more than A bite, when i heard someone asking in mandarin, "xiao mei mei, ni bu dong zhe li bu neng chi ma?" (literally: small girl, don't you know what you can't eat here?")

being rather irritated at this, i decided to show attitude and ignored the old man. continued sipping my tea.
and then, after sometime, seeing that he didn't get a scared/worried/flustered/paiseh response, the bloody old man decided to be a pain in the arse again.

oldman (in english): do you know you're not supposed to eat here?
me: -silence (more like ignorance)-
oldman: if you're not going to stop eating, i will call the security guard.
me: -silence and continuing with my report-
oldman: can't you just eat outside and come back in when you're done?
me: -SILENCE-

and then he goes back to reading his newspapers.

AND THEN AFTER ANOTHER SHORT WHILE, HE BUAY TAHAN COME OVER TO MY TABLE!
(what the fuck is wrong with this man!?)

oldman: you still don't want to stop eating?
me: -silence-
(note: by that time, i wasn't eating. the biscuit was just lying on my notebook.)

oldman: i tell you so many times and you still ignore me. you really not scared i call security ah?
me: -silence-
oldman: what school are you from?
me: -silence-

he walks back to his papers and STILL SAY SOME MORE.

oldman: you continue eating, i will call the security guard over.

at this point, i was really feeling fucking buay tahan. i still had to bite my lip not to curse his head off.
so i challenged him and said "go ahead". to which he said, "you're just a schoolgirl, so defiant".

WHISKEY. TANGO. FOXTROT.

i call that selective defiance. the more you tell me not to do it, the more i WILL.
SUE ME.

WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS WITH HIM?! FUCKING ANAL-RETENTIVE AH?!
OLD ALREADY NO MORE SEX, MUST GET SO FUCKING UPTIGHT OVER WHETHER PEOPLE OBSERVE THE "NO-EATING" RULE IN THE READING ROOM.

after that bloody old man (FINALLY) left, the security guard came in, walk one round and keblakang pu-sing.
SEE, EVEN THE SECURITY GUARDS CLOSE ONE EYE!

KNNBCLJ.
bloody hell. spoil my mood.

fuck, i need to get back to my report.