Now i noe y i dislike kek leng kia liao. coz they always do tings which makes me du lan. Ytd i felt as tho i was in the kek leng kia world.

Ytd omw to work, i wanted to take bus coz i noe its quite late. (Usually i will take my time enjoy my cig while walking to the mrt station) . I lighted my cig and tot by the time the bus arrive i would hav finish it by den. When abt to reach the bus stop, i saw a bus approaching so i threw away my just lighted cig which i only took 1-2 puff. After i threw, i tried to run towards the bus but was blocked by 2 kek leng kia holding hands. den when i was abt to reach the bus, gt another kek leng kia man carrying his kek leng kia baby waving to his kek leng kia frens in the bus. And worst ting is tat the bus driver couldn’t see me coz GOT ANOTHER 2 KEK LENG KIA JUST BOARD THE BUS AND BLOCKED THE DRIVER’S VIEW.

Steady bomb. The bus went off lydat and i was cursing like hell. In the end i wasted a cig and missed my bus. So bo bian i lighted another cig and walked to the mrt station. Just when i crossed the road, gt one KEK LING KIA who was cycling almost knocked onto me. By then, i knew i have entered the kek leng kia world. tmd nv in my life i encounter such tings. So many things happened continously involving kek leng kias in a row.

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And when i tot everything is over, my worst nitemare came. When the mrt arrives at yewtee, a grp of kek leng kias wif very curry flavour smell board the train. and bcos the seat beside me is empty, one of them sit down while the rest stand infront him (obviously oso infront of me) Whole journey machiam eating curry rice in little india lydat.

I think its a retribution. Everytime gt kek leng kias come buy fish and they always bargain non stop ,saying tings like “boss no work no cpf no money lar can discount anot?” and i will always reply them “no money den go back India lar”

I swear not to scold them anymore for today.