Curly Rants
The
bakua is disappearing.
FAST!Ahhh... my mom bought it like, uh, last Thursday and the kids are devouring it!
Leave some for me... ='(
Haha. The kids/cousins are noisy. Loud.
Scary.
But, I don't know why, or how exactly, I warmed up to them.
There's Ann Ann who constantly comes for a cuddle.
Hung Hung with his sick jokes. Yes, sick jokes. And he's only 7.
Mom? Does this run in the family? xDEugene and Hao Jen who laugh along hysterically.
Tian Tian and her "Wo zhuo Mami"-translate: I wanna be the mother- cartoony voice.
Yeah, she has a doll-like voice. High pitched.
Ah Di(Alson) with his I'm-gonna-be-hot-someday-don't-underestimate-me face and giggles when I tickle him.
Maybe Penang does that to people.
You CANNOT eat alone here. It's either you with your folks or a friendly person.
When you go out to those hawker places for dinner or char chan teng for breakfast, you can't find a table, penangites will ask you to join them.
Seriously. Friendliness is wow. It makes you feel something. A little warm flame.
Oh, and the food is heavenly. Maybe Penang caters for Heaven.
Hahaha, you never know.
I seem to say that a lot these days.I like the way my hair curls.
Monday, December 15, 2008,10:26 PM |
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