Forget about that dreaded feeling.
One day, it'll definitely be.
Hey, remember my Best family day on Sunday?
Remember or not, i don't care less.
After a fantastic date out with Enell for our anniversary,
he is down with sore eyes. Mind you i'm jealous as he
gets a week of medical leave.
Dad and mum always complained of me not going out as
often with them as i did with Enell. I love going out with
them but, sometimes the 'wind' is too strong you-know.
We went to Arab St. to look for batik cloth. You see, my center
is celebrating their 10-yr anniversary so my principal, the founder
is sponsoring all staffs to make an outfit using the Batik cloth.
I rarely wears kebaya so i hope to find something modern that's
going to make me easy to walk in all throughout the night.
I saw a Batik skirt from this shop.
I tell you this shop SUCKS!
Not the cloths or designs but the person at the shop,
Bloody Showy Off Cow!
Already didn't even came out to serve us, when we asked how
much is the skirt-don't even want to answer. Damn!
Like we are going to ask for a 100% discount for her damn
batik skirt. The attitude given was LOW.
Eh hello, makcik!
So what if most of your cliente base are those Mps or high class people?!
That's no way to stoop so low towards your own local race people!
Anyway, she kena Bombastic by my mother.
I hate those Malays, who served their Malays customers as if we
don't have money to buy their stuff. When it come to people of other
races, they'll suck up and kiss their a**.
Before our day was spoilt by that BITCH, i treated them to eat
Nasi Beriani. I wanted to eat murtabak-as everytime i stepped
into Arab st. sure to eat murtabak. Instead,
Dad suggested eating at Jubilee,
saying that they are famous for their Nasi Beriani.
I love the place you know!
Not because of the Nasi Beriani.
More because of this spot. See got mirror!
The 'mama-s' so clever to place the mirror here.
But then kan, we had to move place because it was hot.
We walked the stretch of Arab St. and i bought a batik shirt
for dad, then we hopped onto the cab to where else, Geylang.
Bought mum her tudung and also mangosteen as at night
sis and her hubby came over our house to sleep.
While buying the mangosteen, we saw some nangka(Jackfruit). I
asked dad what's the difference between the nangka and cempedak?
He mentioned that cempedak is sweeter than the other.
Ok. Point taken for that answer. Then i asked -
"Nangka in english is Jackfruit, so cempedak in english is..??"
He answered - Jack Neo!
Me: Jack Neo?Jack Neo!
So clever eh!!!
Marah Jack Neo seh...
Dad treated us to Magic Wok at Ten Mile Junction.
The food was delicious!
I especially liked the oyster omelette, but minus the oyster.
My mum Loves the fish head-if only she can swallow it..
The super-cute-and-nice Baby Squid
Have you seen a preggie chicken wing?
Heh.
Sis ordered this stuffed chicken wing-apparently they stuffed
dun-noe-wat inside, the chicken goes to a stray cat
whom i saw passing by. The cat quickly too it and went to her
hiding place, and guess what-her kittens were in there.
Poor kittens and mummy cat.
Mum quickly dashed into Sheng Shiong to get cat's food while
Sis and hubby drove their car down.
When we got back home, dad had fever. I was so worried for him.
He started wearing long-sleeve shirt, which was never the case.
He is always shirtless even on cool rainy days. Therefore, we knew
for sure he's really sick.
Poor him, getting sick on a Man U Vs Arsenal match.
Maybe that's why Man U lost?
