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Saturday, December 15, 2007 8:07 pm

Killer white.

I swear that if I see another quay teow...I will puke. I seriously will throw up my dinner.
I have been up and about since 6.30 this morning. I woke up at 6 and lazed around in bed before Mum came into my room shaking me senseless till I awakened. You see, I had an appointment with the doctor at 7.45am later on. The journey there would require 20 minutes. In short, we were sort of running late.
We arrived at the clinic to find the doors shut. How adorable. The nurses and staff so happened to board the same lift with us and started streaming in about 5 minutes later as they had to go to the toilet. Mum and I were like. What the hell? The doctors come in at 8.30am and we are here at 7.30am? One more thing. Nothing at Orchard opens that early. So we were like: ARGH. Just then, the doctor came and opened the door. We were stunned. For the first time in my life, a doctor arrived earlier than the patient. Whoa. That's that.
Then I went to my Grandma's place to have a little chit-chat before heading to Parkway to have my lunch. The food was great and I was stuffed. Then I met the folks at Queensway so that two dodos can do their shopping under my 'guidance'. (Cough cough cough)
We walked around and around and around before they settled on buying adidas with a common worry that it's fake. I got so fed up I decided to keep my mouth shut and stare into space looking like Patrick from Spongebob.
Then the killer came.
We went to the Alexandria area to have the famous 'chu chao'. We ordered our stuff and boy were we shocked. I vividly told the Aunty that I wanted to have a 'small' of the hor fun-white one and she came out with one fit for the King. It was served on a plate used to serve steamed fish. I was like. You expect ME to eat THAT? I was still pretty full from lunch at Ichiban.
I think the gang made a mistake. We should had shared our dinner. In a sense we should have just picked what we wanted to eat from each other and then foot the bill by dividing the total by 4. Not only is this cheaper, but we also got to eat a greater variety. Why was I so dumb not to realise it.
In short. We were conned. Period.
I am so tired.
Going to bed soon once my stomach feels less bloated. Bleah.

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.