CARE DOESN’T COST A CENT... Just now, I’ve read a post shared by a friend of mine... there’s, a guy talking about his experience when he encountered a boy who sales kuih from one person to another at the road side. Read ‘em here.. :D https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=428570487227120&set=a.366533700097466.86856.351448374939332&type=1&theater there you go... u’r touch right?? Erm.. but now I wanna share the other half of the story that I encountered.... 2 years ago, when I was studying in UiTM Lendu Melaka. During the weekend, my routine would be going out and have a blissful window shopping at the nearest town, so there I am with my roomies waiting for a bus patiently at the bus stop ( usually we get a bus but unfortunately not that day, so we hop on a cab and went to Bandar Alor Gajah. ) There, we went for a windshop (window shopping) inside almost all of the shop... at one of the shop, a boy came to me and ask me politely to buy his k
all about me, myself and I and everytin that pop out of my mind....