....and the story goes on..................

This is a dear diary moment!
After work, I chilled with the usual suspects at the usual venue.
asked ashes to do me. God bless ashes!
LOVE YOU for that!

After that, we went back home and tried takin the bus but my migraine was doing its magic again and we decided to stop at far east and catch a cab back. told mom to pay for my cabbie.
lucky i did that cuz as i reached home, my cabbie saw there was fire RIGHT UNDER MY KITCHEN!
the refuse chute was placed there.. under my kitchen.
He called the police and i saw mom there and 2 other ppl whom i assumed they're calling the fire brigade.

the suspect was seen wearing a red colored t shirt and carrying a white plastic bag.
the chinese lady who seen him mentioned that he was behaving suspiciously arnd the corner and he was like throwing smthg at the bin... and then she saw fire. which was why she asked him what he was up to.he juz ran.... den i happened to be there and saw the fire as well, that was why the cabbie called the police....

the coolest thing happened.. MEN IN UNIFORM came to save the day.
putting the fire off; exposign all the dirty refuse in the bin with their bare hands and all that...ewwww!
poor thing... occupational hazzard!

den my sis and her hubby went back to our home, and suddenly they both were running back to where we were and mentioned that they seen the suspect lurking arnd and when he saw them, he ran amok to the other block.
what the hell is this? some kinda adventure man!

something to remember .. hehee