I met a stupid ahpek today.

I had to go downstairs cos somehow my dad's shirt got detached from the bamboo pole and was lying at the cemented floor just outside the void deck. So I had to go down and get it.

Then... as I was walking-cum-strolling(not running or dashing) back to the lift, I heard...

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

So I turned and it was some ahpek. I think he thought I was stealing the shirt. Goddammit ahpek, you think I've got nothing better to do but look from outside the window of my kitchen preying on people's clothes which flew to the void deck? And after preying on them, quickly rushing to the lift and to the ground floor and steal it?

Stupid ahpek.

Wahlauwhey. Aku sensitif tau bab tuduh-menuduh ni!

I mean, pleaselaa, don't anyhow accuse. Why would I steal the shirt for? It's not as if the shirt fits me.

I feel like going over to the ahpek and give him a volley cum flying kungfu sidekick.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......