Happy week!
On Tuesday, my darling-EST parents suddenly suggested going to Boon Lay Raja to eat suckling pig. We LOVE the suckling pig there.
Do I sound a little too barbaric?
But there's a time for everything what. Including times to be barbaric!
Anyway, in the end, we didn't get to be barbaric because
1) My Mummy was too lazy to make an early order for it.
2) There were going to be three people born in the year of the PIG seated at our table, namely, My Grandmother, Mummy and Juefunny.
We (Papa, Hanxu, Hanyan and me) decided we didn't want to see them tearing their poor-thing-fellow-oinkoink up into pieces, devouring it and looking like the happiest people in the world.
GOSH. We're going there to have dinner, not to watch a bloody and grotesque horror film.
And so!
Sadly but rather peacefully, we finished our still-delicious dinner.
烧猪 was our 缺陷美 for the day.
I suddenly realise how blessed I am that no one in my family is borned in the year of the chicken, duck, prawn, fish, rice, broccoli, apple etc. FWAH LAO, that will be real sad.
Seems like I've shared too much nonsensical wisdom. OK, TIME TO STOP, Hanxiang!
Super-handsome Papa playing with Juefunny. Sweet until cannot take it!
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Met my Secondary School loved ones yesterday for dinner.
Some say that the BEST friends are made in Secondary School.
To be politically correct/fair [and to avoid being jointly killed, mulilated and thrown into the sea due to jealousy by my other friends (Come on, admit it, you will definitely feel jealous and murder me if you're not mentioned in this post. You love me so stop denying.) and being eaten up by fishes 'cause nobody is going to bother feeding them with dumplings instead. *sobs at my sad life*], I agree with that belief PARTLY ONLY.
Nevertheless, Vivis and Xiang Ling are definitely two of my best!
(To the others: DO NOT be hurt. You might be in the 排行榜 too!)
And if you know Hanxiang, you'll know she has few good friends but those who are, are really 真材史料. Quality, not quantity, is what matters. *idiotic grin*
Likewise, because I don't care about quantity, I'll only be attaching 1 peeecher to illustrate yesterday's great night out.
From the left: Xiang Ling, Me and Vivis. In descending order in terms of height.
Coincidentally, the picture reflects reality.
Ok, Vivis is going to niam me about this.
Can you imagine someone shorter than me declaring that her boyfriend will have to be at least 1.8m?
GREED, DAYDREAMER-NESS and WASTE OF HEIGHT.
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More.
Do I sound a little too barbaric?
But there's a time for everything what. Including times to be barbaric!
Anyway, in the end, we didn't get to be barbaric because
1) My Mummy was too lazy to make an early order for it.
2) There were going to be three people born in the year of the PIG seated at our table, namely, My Grandmother, Mummy and Juefunny.
We (Papa, Hanxu, Hanyan and me) decided we didn't want to see them tearing their poor-thing-fellow-oinkoink up into pieces, devouring it and looking like the happiest people in the world.
GOSH. We're going there to have dinner, not to watch a bloody and grotesque horror film.
And so!
Sadly but rather peacefully, we finished our still-delicious dinner.
烧猪 was our 缺陷美 for the day.
I suddenly realise how blessed I am that no one in my family is borned in the year of the chicken, duck, prawn, fish, rice, broccoli, apple etc. FWAH LAO, that will be real sad.
Seems like I've shared too much nonsensical wisdom. OK, TIME TO STOP, Hanxiang!
Super-handsome Papa playing with Juefunny. Sweet until cannot take it!
---------------
Met my Secondary School loved ones yesterday for dinner.
Some say that the BEST friends are made in Secondary School.
To be politically correct/fair [and to avoid being jointly killed, mulilated and thrown into the sea due to jealousy by my other friends (Come on, admit it, you will definitely feel jealous and murder me if you're not mentioned in this post. You love me so stop denying.) and being eaten up by fishes 'cause nobody is going to bother feeding them with dumplings instead. *sobs at my sad life*], I agree with that belief PARTLY ONLY.
Nevertheless, Vivis and Xiang Ling are definitely two of my best!
(To the others: DO NOT be hurt. You might be in the 排行榜 too!)
And if you know Hanxiang, you'll know she has few good friends but those who are, are really 真材史料. Quality, not quantity, is what matters. *idiotic grin*
Likewise, because I don't care about quantity, I'll only be attaching 1 peeecher to illustrate yesterday's great night out.
From the left: Xiang Ling, Me and Vivis. In descending order in terms of height.
Coincidentally, the picture reflects reality.
Ok, Vivis is going to niam me about this.
Can you imagine someone shorter than me declaring that her boyfriend will have to be at least 1.8m?
GREED, DAYDREAMER-NESS and WASTE OF HEIGHT.
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More.
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