I just removed my previous post because I'm really scared someone close reads this.If this goes any way near Granny's ears there gonna be major flood+5.5 earthquake. Then I'm going to get scolded for life by my relatives and my mother and get slapped for being ungrateful or unfilial or whatever blah blah they can make out of. I still remember once i glared at her because I heard her talking bad about my older brother on the phone and she actually ran to my aunt's house like a poor victim. What a big hoo-ha she caused that time, it's just a little dispute c'mon.

I know this blog isn't popular or anything and will never be read by more than one cousin but it's still the internet so better to be safe than sorry. Especially when broadcasting abilities runs in my entire family bloodline. It gets better when it's gossip out of goodwill. Blech. Sorry, I just choke on a sugarcane.

Alright sorry about complaining about that again. Just thank god that i didn't tell all my cousins that i have a blog.my attempts to hide when I'm blogging near them really did pay off.

Today i went to Parkway Parade to get some air from cooping too much at home and i met Rashid to have lunch together. I actually promised myself something damn good to pamper myself after all the frustration the other day but i ended up with Beef and rice on a sizzling hotplate for lunch, how disappointing. It wasn't so bad that it could not be swallowed, but let me add that the beef is so dry and the rice at the bottom of the hotplate is so cooked that it actually looked like beehives,my goosebumps stood and remained there for the rest of the day when i thought about it. Oh and the soup looked like the water used for washing socks and panties and it didn't taste any better. I'm amazed that Rashid poured the soup into his rice to get rid of the dryness but the colour was just pathetic i cringed when i tried to convince myself it's drinkable.

Then he accompanied me to Giant to get my Crunchie bars, thanks! After that he got his drink from Jollibean, some mocha thingie that cost quite some money. I haven't taste mocha my whole life, but it sounds like coffee. Call me dense if i'm wrong, because this girl over here is never a fan of caffeine, she goes for Lipton tea. On the side note, I am so disappointed at myself for not liking Soybean. My friends love them, they even eat soybean ice-cream, for god's sake. I don't hate them, but i will never drink them unless i get deprive of water.  I should love Soybean though, it looks so white and pure and healthy. I need a lot of healthy stuff to compensate the exercise-deprived body.

And WTF why hasn't my mother buy CNY goodies? I can compromise and forget about Bakwa but PLEASE give me the pineapple tarts and love letter. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. Even if I die from cough I must eat them. So pretty mother, instead of buying useless rubberband aka abalone can you just buy those stuff? I would appreciate it if I have a few candies.

Ooops i didn't realise I came this far, actually this post is here just to thank Rashid for accompanying me today, but i ended up crapping about myself and my dearest estranged relatives. SORRY.