YOU don't make sense.

Who on Earth puts oranges in salads?


Nothing in this world makes sense. Ministers making rather uncalled-for remarks. My failure to lose weight. People wearing costumes while playing the piano (fine, no need to wear costume, hmmph).

This one takes the biggest slice of the cake of all things called senseless.

Today, this guy, who pretty much looked older than me, stopped me and called me "kakak". Everyone who regularly visits this blog should know that I have issues when people older than me call me "kakak". At that point, I felt rather insulted.

Then, this gets even worse.

He went on further to ask this.
"Kakak, ada anak-anak kat rumah?"
*Miss, do you have kids at home?*

*throws on the biggest WTF face I have on*

Honestly, do I look THAT old ah? I haven't even graduated and I have not even turned 20! I am very much single and unmarried.

If he was talking to my mother, I would understand. But he was talking to me.

What in the name of Peter Crouch and hash browns?

What ever gave him the impression I am somewhat married with kids? I'm NOT even mother material, for goodness sake.

All I wanted to tell him was:
"Do you want to see my IC? I'm NOT 20 yet. I'm NOT married with kids. I'm STILL stuck in college. And for the record, I think YOU are bloody older than me! Now get the hell out of my face!"

But, I was too stunned and surprised at that time that all I could do was just, walk away and laugh.

There I was, feeling all angry and wanting to slap that guy, and all I could do was walk off and laugh.

Typical me.


Sure, I like to be seen as mature. But not to the point of being a mother, okay?

Mate said that he was probably desperate to sell his product that he just decided to sell it to me and assume that people like me are married at a young age and have kids by the dozen.

She could be right and I dismissed my thoughts as being simply paranoid.
Apparently, someone thinks I'm paranoid because I arrange my money according to the alphabets. Yes, I am paranoid.


Nothing in this world makes sense anymore.


But now that I keep thinking about it...
do I look honestly look that old to you?