100th national parade

i walked to lrt as i do not have a transport. i purposely went for the parade just for you, doink doink. when i was walking those motorists and motorcyclists purposely honk me or shout just to get my attention? maybe i was too sensitive but i hate them doing it. grow up, MORONS! i am easily frightened kind of person. that is why i hate ghost house.
the event started at 7 i guess but i reached at 9.40 am. once i reached i saw them hooray-ing. means i missed the major part of the whole event. great. but i too rather sleep a little longer than sitting there looking at a jungle of "trees" for three hours. so we chit chatted a while and they went back to PULAPOL and pack while i waited. the red dots on his body i mentioned previously are really terrible. i feel so sad looking at it. i just wish it will be fine soon.

later on we played masak-masak. we cooked "pok chan" which is thin-meal. his and my mum said it is a kind of food that poor people used to eat. i am really poor right now. cooking together with bubu is really frustrating. he kept bullying me! you know what you did, evil. bluek!

wheat flour and sugar.

erm.. eww?

his hands are clean. he is way more hygenic than i am. haha..

i am afraid of OIL so he did it for me. as always.

during dinner, my family and i went Pak Hoi near my housing area. the adults's favourite choice. i love the crab. it is simple but the sauce is delicious. maybe when you are really hungry everything is just fabulous.

::happy birthday, peggie! guess you are celebrating now. enjoy your day, i know you will. hehe.. love ya!::