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| 7:18 AM

today i went to buy laksa.
around eight thirty already. it was gonna close for the night
then the aunty, dunno why she recently hired a lot of bengs to waitor.
they are not bad actually.
maybe when there are no customers and nothing to do
they will sit down and talk. and the colourful language FLOWS.
today only one remained until closing time.
ahahah. that beng so hardworking, was the first to ask me if i wanted chilli.
when i left i heard the lady boss giving him all the remaining otak.
he started WHOOPING. so cute. i think he LOVES otak.

another tau huey shop, two bengs sitting there. on singing loudy to a jay chou song on the radio
the other writing something on a piece of paper.
haah! the singing one flushed when i stared. AAH. he was so red. funny!!
i looked at the 2nd beng who served me. his piece of paper.
he wrote this in alternate order for three and a half columns.
i win
i die
i win
i die
i win
i die
i know, i don't get it either.
and i saw the uncles who made the best crispiest prata in the world.
one of them got a new sony erickson (sp?) walkman phone.
and he was jabbing excitedly at the screeen.
while the other uncles sipped on black coffee and leaned over his shoulder to look.
they were all cramping around a table, listening while the earphones were raised to the max on the table
and i could hear the faint sounds of rihanna's unfaithful coming from those earphones.

thats my kampong for you. =)

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