My E-diary

Yesterday, I went to Mirinda(this shopping center that’s as big as Megamall, and we went to the supremarket to buy some groceries…Like soya sauce, milk, biscuits and much more…While we were paying, I heard something that made me turn around..I saw this boy rushing past me and i heard something drop on the floor…At first I thought he desperately needed to use the toilet, but then I noticed a security guard was trying to get to him…That’s when I realized what he was trying to do..He was trying to steal..And what he wanted to steal wasn’t really expensive, it was only a carton of chocolate milk…The thing that dropped was the milk…The security guy stopped chasing him when he dropped the milk…It was pretty scary…The boy was quite a young boy…Probably younger than us (the one’s born on 88)…hehe…I should have purpose stuck my leg out or something so he’ll trip…He must be pretty poor…can’t even afford a carton of milk…Oh well…That’s my first time seeing someone trying to shoplift…Oh well…I guess there’s always a first time…Take care, ok…Miss u guys n Malaysian food loads…

Man…I dunno where to start..So many things to write…First of all, I would like to thank the girls that saw me off to the airport..I really appreciate it, u guys…Hehe..remember the air-stewdess that were dress like chili…they were working for the airplane I was sitting…But i didn’t ask them why were they dressed like that…The journey was quite boring. I slept for awhile when we took off, when I awoke, we’ve only been travelling for only 2 hrs. Then breakfast came…It was ham and cheese sandwich…I watched the in-flight movies..they were all horrible…The best one was Zorro..The after a few more hours…lunch came..We had a choice, spagetti or curry chicken. Guess what i chose…It was horrible..Curry chicken tasted more like chicken in weird sauce…And the rice, I don’t think it was well cooked. It was still hard…I thought there were potatoes in the curry, but i found tomatoes, instead…Ugh…horrid, simply horrid..And their accent were a bit thick..Like when they announce "Local time" it was more like "Locu time" I couldn’t guess wat they were saying the first time. In the flight, I notices=d most of the women passengers weren’t wearing bras…It’s not like i asked or anyting, but it was obvious…Later, when we touched down, it was smooth. Then we went through the custom…When I reached to pick up my bags, the officer there suddenly said…"Passport please, love" At first i turned around to see who he was addressing, but the I notice he was looking at me…ME? His love? I mean, I just met this guy, and he’s adi calling me "love"? Then I went to the custom checkpoint. Another guy said "Nice doggy you have there, love"…hahaha…they’re pretty friendly down here…And for those of you who have benn wondering, the drivers in Australia drives on the right hand side of the car…just like Malaysia…Today, I went to Black Town to do some grocery shopping…A lot of things they hav there we don’t…That’s all ofr now….Take care all of you in Malaysia…I’ll be writing soon, loves…