'But you must be some kind of Superstar...'

sang Jamelia.

And my 8-year-old chubby brother, Kevin.

O_O

I am in shock.

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I've been feeling particularly bitchy today and hated almost everyone that crossed my path or those who just happened to be in the same shopping mall.

It didn't help that I've not had lunch and was having the bloody monthly curse.

And so i sms-ranted at a friend about all the things that were pissing me off.

Like the lack of chocolate. And all the ugly things on sale that made me want to cry. And the craving for a Choc-A-Nut waffle from the Waffle Stop but there isn't one in Kuching.

And then I went to McDonalds to get myself a vanilla cone and a pie to ease my demented self.

The queue was long, the air-conditioning wasn't working and there was no ice-cream because their machine broke down.

I was not a happy girl.

"There's so many people here, why do they all have to be here now?"

Now an illogical question like that is usually ignored. But this was his reply.

"Hmm. They're probably all there because the ever beautiful Kim is out and about. Tis true. Same thing happened while you were here in KL.*" said his sms.
(I complained about the crowd when I was there too.)

And the horizontal crack on my face spread ever wider, and there was peace in the world again.