The Most Screwed Up Morning, everrrr

*phone ringss at bloody 8am*

I trudged out of my room to my study room (where the phone is) to answer the call

sis: Eh! Raining now! Go close the windows!

me: Ok. *hangs up phone and plopped back on my bed*


*phone rings again*

some weird stranger: BAO YI!!! wo gen ni jiang..

me: You called the wrong number. *goes back to sleep*


*phone rings again for the 3rd time*

another weird stranger: Hello, may I speak to Roger Lee?

me: wrong number. *goes back to sleep*


*phone rings again for the 4th time*

another weird stranger: Hello, may I speak to Pearlyn please?

me: who the hell is pearlyn?!??! *goes back to sleep*


*phone rings again for the 5th time*

By then, I was DAMNNN BLOOD ANNOYED byt he frigging number of WRONG NUMBER calls by weird strangers. I WONDER HOW THEY MIXED UP PEOPLE'S NUMBER!!!! AND CALL PEOPLE AT LIKE WHAT?!?! 8AM!?!?!?!

me: HELLO WHAT YOU WANT

some china person speaking in mandarin: Do you speak mandarin?

me: yeah?

some china person: Do you understand if I were to speak in mandarin?

me: huh yeah?!? (I mean if I speak mandarin, I should understand what you're speaking right!!!!!)

some china person: Oh, ok hello, my sir name is Zhang, and I would like to represent UOB credit card....

*slams down phone and disconnects phone cord and goes back to sleeep*