LAZY SUNDAY
8.30 a.m.
Phone alarm clock buzz. Get up bed. Go to the loo. Brush teeth. Changed. Comb hair. Go to kitchen. Took some fibre drinks. Drove to Sri Damansara. Park car at Sri Damansara. Get into friend’s car. Go to Sg. Buluh. Small lanes. Jam a bit. Havoc parking space. Lucky I didn’t drive. Ate dim sum – ordered most fried ones. Regretted for not really eating steamed dim sum. The porridge tastes like coarse salt. The Chinese tea tastes like a family of cockcroaches slept in the tea pot over night, not in time to get out of the pot when the boiling water is poured into it.
Paid RM48.60 for the salt porridge and cockcroach tea.
Head back to friend’s house. Friend said this area a lot of foreigners. Indonesians, Bangladeshis, Vietnamese, Burmese.. etc. Vietnamese love dog’s meat. No wonder there are not many stray dogs now. Good riddance.
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Came home.
My mom is baby sitting two monsters. They look really adorable.. wait till you hear them scream. It is a wonder how small bodies like that have such big lungs.
Phone call… ring ring…
Me: Hullo? *cough*
Sasha’s Mom (Hot babe – Lisa): dia sudah bangun kah?
Me: Huh? *Blur for 3 secs* .. Sudah… ah…
Lisa: sudah mandi?
Me: Huh… argh…
Stick insect sister came down the stairs.
Stick insect sister: Sasha kun. (Sasha is sleeping in Hokkien)
Me: Ah, masih tidur lah. Mau datang ambil?
Lisa: tidur kah? Nanti I datang, I call lah.
Me: Ok.
Hang up.
Sasha is the first kid we baby sit. Chinese-Malay parentage. Came when she was 2 months’ old. Will post her pic when I finally figure out how to go about it.
Phone alarm clock buzz. Get up bed. Go to the loo. Brush teeth. Changed. Comb hair. Go to kitchen. Took some fibre drinks. Drove to Sri Damansara. Park car at Sri Damansara. Get into friend’s car. Go to Sg. Buluh. Small lanes. Jam a bit. Havoc parking space. Lucky I didn’t drive. Ate dim sum – ordered most fried ones. Regretted for not really eating steamed dim sum. The porridge tastes like coarse salt. The Chinese tea tastes like a family of cockcroaches slept in the tea pot over night, not in time to get out of the pot when the boiling water is poured into it.
Paid RM48.60 for the salt porridge and cockcroach tea.
Head back to friend’s house. Friend said this area a lot of foreigners. Indonesians, Bangladeshis, Vietnamese, Burmese.. etc. Vietnamese love dog’s meat. No wonder there are not many stray dogs now. Good riddance.
************************************************************************************
Came home.
My mom is baby sitting two monsters. They look really adorable.. wait till you hear them scream. It is a wonder how small bodies like that have such big lungs.
Phone call… ring ring…
Me: Hullo? *cough*
Sasha’s Mom (Hot babe – Lisa): dia sudah bangun kah?
Me: Huh? *Blur for 3 secs* .. Sudah… ah…
Lisa: sudah mandi?
Me: Huh… argh…
Stick insect sister came down the stairs.
Stick insect sister: Sasha kun. (Sasha is sleeping in Hokkien)
Me: Ah, masih tidur lah. Mau datang ambil?
Lisa: tidur kah? Nanti I datang, I call lah.
Me: Ok.
Hang up.
Sasha is the first kid we baby sit. Chinese-Malay parentage. Came when she was 2 months’ old. Will post her pic when I finally figure out how to go about it.
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