direct direct direct

i met up with an old high-school friend the other day
note: it was actually her coming over to my workplace out of sudden

i "took" her in plainly with only thoughts of "maybe she misses me after so long"

but i was in for a big surprise..
she came to me to direct sell her stuff.
and it was supplement.

HAVE YOU SEEN ENEMY COACHING YOU AT YOUR OWN PLAYGROUND??
HAVE YOU SEEN STUDENT ADVISING TEACHER ON THE BEST WAY TO TEACH?!?

it took a while for it to absorb in though.
it seems like she is mocking my field.
not that i am taking things with an air.
but all i could shout after she left is "what the hell is she b/s about?"
(b/s=bullshyt)

do i look like i store strawberry farms inside my head?
and nothing else but strawberries?!?
do my 4 years look like i am helping some farmers digging potatoes?!?!
do i look like a 3 yrs ol' sucking lollis or an old woman who even forgot how to dig her nose?
i knew i was easy to pick on since once-upon a time.
but i never knew it was THAT easy..

i seriously will be better off without friends who take advantages this way.
i understand the "survival of the fittest" part..
but i still dont get the "survival by eating friends" part~~
it might take some time..
and yes,
i hate DIRECT SELL with my entire heart...

SPARE ME

not really willing to dig 'historical artifacts'.. (but if not now, when?)
she used to mock about my origin..
"helping" to spread that sarawakians still live-up on trees (ulu people, kampung area)
on my FIRST WEEK at high school..
oh yesh, i remember it well...
hahahaha..

on the other hand, i am taking a long break off


i need to get my skin allergy healed, and digestive system on full boost.
my fart smells that it woke my sister frm her slumber..
she thought my dad forgot to pay for the Indah Water and sweetest revenge will be to return what we "produced" at one go..