i was looking at the novels. then, suddenly an indian worker came.
worker : u're looking for novels?
me : ohh ya. *my eyes still glued to the bookshelves*
worker : *pointing behind me* we also got novels over there.
me : is it malay novels?
worker : ya.
me : ohh its ok. i wanna look for english novels.
then, after couple of minutes, he left me and went to other place. nothing caught my attention, so i just left and went to the door. i saw that worker and passed him to say thanks n flashed him a smile. but suddenly i was stopped n numbed by a question from him. a WEIRD one. he asked me, "ARE YOU INDIAN?". i was like "NO." with a weird face. i wanted to laugh but it didnt come out. so, i just went out of the store after the worker gave me a sorry-for-asking face. HAHAHA sumpah kelakar. i told my dad and he couldnt stop mocking me until now. i guess, this thing will still lingered in his mind for at least a week -.-
honestly, arent my face look pretty much like a genuine malay? i mean, i know i'm not a truly malay blood but i swear i have no indian mix. like seriously. haha. how funny it was when it's happened. i guess, my skin had become darken to much due to the program.