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dal

I am not obliged to update regularly nor put up posts to your interests.


curl fingers, hi
here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006
16:51
9 hours in the train going to kl. With my happy-go-lucky cousin, kecoh aunts and mum, weak-kneed grandaunt and annoying brother.
SUPER FUN!

Hah! They should thank me for finishing up the food. It's only polite to finish up the food others made/bought for us you know. I picked up the skill from camps. (I had to eat around 5 pieces of nearly-expired bread at one go for breakfast during second day of annual camp within 35 mins. There were only milo and hotdog to go with the bread). I have expandable tummy! lemme tell you a gist of what we had.
Sunday.
Breakfast: nasi lemak
Lunch: macs (we ate macs the night before too); sundae, French fries, mac chicken, soft drinks(you know how much I dislike soft drinks. I had to finish up a cup of sprite.)
Tea (it was only a difference of few hours after lunch): pie, chips, cookies.
Dinner (right after tea): half a plate of pattaya fried rice.
Supper: French fries (again!), a cup of milo, a cup of tea. The drinks weren't nice so they refuse to drink them.

Monday.
Breakfast: nasi lemak, fried rice, bread with dahl.
Lunch (in train back to Singapore): pattaya fried rice shared with barom (again).
ate junk food in the train.

I finally found a huge Patrick. Bought it at 49.90 ringgit. My cousin bought a huge mr bean's teh-ddaye at 35.90.
we, being playful, decided to press these two against the window n wave their hands at one of the train stations. cute. the people outside were staring.