He came to help me paint my wall today and it became utter chaos. Stupid Mr Lee was being an irritant!
Mr Lee (pointing): Who's that?!?!?
Me: My friend.
Mr Lee: OH! HAHAHAHAHAH WHEN ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED?!?!?!?!
And it didn't stop there. We were labelled fu1 qi1 dang3, and Mr Lee was grilling him "Are you her boyfriend? Her fiance? Her husband?" Oh my god I could have died of embarrassment, and I swear I turned a funny shade of pink which I'm sure Leepeng would love. But he was our muscleman! "Van's friend, help carry the 20kg tin of emulsion!!" (Amanda) , "OEI, WEEEEEJIN. Help me support the wood!" (Mr Lee). "Aiyah, get more boyfriends so they can help lehhh." (Mr Chia). Good grief. No matter what I said they wouldn't believe me. URGH.
Plus I've got this whole new problem I don't know how to deal with. WTF. Dav, if you're reading this, I'll tell you tomorrow k. Some people are just so freaking odd. I wanna like SLAP him. EEEW.
Vanessa Lim 2:48 p. m.