I was at this big ass shopping mall with Emily last night. Decided to go for dinner while waiting for our movie to start. As we were strolling down a flight of escalator, I noticed a familiar faced skinny lady standing by the edge on one of the floors. Was trying hard to recall, where have I met this person, when a series of morbid flashbacks started to eclipse my evening.

My memory told me that she was the bitch that I blustered about last December. Yes, that ‘familiar looking skinny lady’ is the same ratfink that I very much detested. The mere sight of her alone made me felt uneasy … and felt like committing a first degree murder right at that moment.

But I didn’t do that, of course. Instead, I was quite content and stable, despite the tirades of her(bitch’s) indignities that I managed to squeeze into Emily’s empathy… to which, she shared quite the same view about that wretch.

Alright, but we soon forgot all about her and went ahead to have dinner at our favorite sushi restaurant. The place’s quite packed as usual, but we were fortunate enough to get ourselves a bar table by the sushi conveyor - and ordered our food right away.

Was happily wolfing down my sushi until about a couple minutes later, Emily suddenly said to me “Dear, the bitch’s just entered the restaurant, and I think she’s going to sit beside us…”

I almost spurted out my half-chewed seaweed onto the table when I heard that. I mean, how possible could that be ? The person I loathed whom I randomly saw inside a big ass shopping mall, inadvertently found her way into the same restaurant I’m dining in, and out of the odds of a packed condition, be able to get their seating right next to where I am seating ? Simply unbelievable.

From the moment she was seated beside us, she bitched non-stop about everything (she was with a guy actually) … as expected, in her broken fake English accent. She would eat and speak non-stop even when her mouth was full … to her guy friend and sometimes, shouting on her mobile phone. It was FUCKING IRRITATING. As if it’s not bad enough, she was later joined by another female friend of her’s, who seem to share her same set of traits. That was when hell broke loose - both the bitches started to tattle non-stop in
1) fake English accented Hokkien dialect
2) fake English accented broken English

*Overheard from one of her sentences “Ooouh, I almoussstt bhurst my waterrrr bagggg jussst now… kek jioh…” [kek jioh = in the urge to urinate in Hokkien]. (So, if the bitch stores her piss in some “water bag”, then what’s inside her bladder ???).

These, my friends, are the stereotypical Chinese educated Penang girls. It appears that they wanted to prove to the public that they are smart… have heaps of experience studying overseas … and not deserved to be looked down upon. How ? By brilliantly adopting her fake English accent in virtually every language she speaks everyday.

(ironically, they are also the same type of people who would take approximately half a day to park her fucking car, who doesn’t know the function of their body parts and thinks that paying 15 bucks for a cup of coffee is the most-fashionable-I’m-a-bitch thing to do on saturday nights)

I just do not know what the fuck is wrong with these people. And I did not stay long to find out … I quickly bailed the place with Emily … as soon as we finished our dinner.