oorkay~~ so long nv blog liao... hmmm, lets blog on what happened after school on a not so fine Monday.
Yes.. i was damn curious to find out wheres that huge and delicious Roti Prata mentioned in Sw's blog.. not surprisingly, it was in Arab Streets. i wanted to stay back to study as there's a blardy test the following day.. budden, aiya.. long story. so, i didnt stay. = the train ride was hell to me.. cant imagine i stupidly believed wat sw told me. sw: " eh u see outside.. " so i tot got something interesting and looked out of the glass window.. "POOM!! " and i sensed a sudden shock thru every cell of my brain, followed by an excrutiating pain arising slowly on my forehead, punishing me. "Urgh!! " worst of all, out popped a "balukoo" so huge tt it made me look so kuku... ='( its ok.. i can bear all the pain in training liao.. this kinda pain.. nothing one. And at last! after the long hell ride, we finally arrived in Bugis. she was supposed to lead the way la, but due to her poor sense of direction.. i dare not say too much.. = So i caught a glimpse of her expression, she looked....... LOST! Sw dun lie, i noe u starting abit lost liao.. HAHAHA.. but still, i made a fool of myself. = So, i decided to ask the way la.. seeing 3 malay men coming towards me, i went up and asked. "how to go arab street ar? " men wif a short giggle : " neh.. u see here.. ahh... there oni.." "NBCB.............................. -.-" i was thinking to myself.. no wonder they giggled. it was oni another 10 STEPS AWAY!! Argh!!! And sw was happily luffing away at me, wa... very funny rite.. nbm... its ok one.. So we arrived at the stall.. and she was jumping up and down as usual.. haha.. so went all the way up, put down my 10ton bag stretched my shoulder while the indian guy came towards. sw: " eh got prata?! " indian guy : " dun have.. today no prata." sw: " HUH!! Y NO PRATA?!? Y DUN HAVE ONE?! " Wa lau eh.. i see the indian guy face.. i almost burst out luffing... HAHA.. his expression was like today nv sell prata will die.. Sw wanted nothing but prata for dinner.. so i stretched my shoulder again, put on my 10ton bag and let out a sigh.. got down the stairs and walked on. -.- Entered the next, made sure they were selling prata b4 putting down my bag. =) fortunately they were selling, by den we were starving already. So after our orders, we were making a fool of ourselves all the way, luffing and luffing not stop. can't help it la. And if i'm not wrong.. i think the malay family beside us where giving that wierd look, " have they juz escaped from an asylum?! " i didn't care much.. i've learnt something. " with Sw around, dun bother bout image." cos no matter how hard to try to keep urs.. it will all go to waste. HAHAHA.. so if u cant beat her, join her! LOL. And the best of all, the meal wasnt expensive at all. but she insisted on paying me.. ok la.. until i noticed something on the wall.. IT WAS A CCTV ON THE SPOT WHERE WE WERE SITTING!! WA! all our stupid jokes and actions were caught on the CCTV!! I think we're gonna have our peektures posted up in every prata stall. WANTED! Aiya~~ i cannot post peektures again.. =( A stroll to aid digestion is always good.. so we strolled to the famous muslim cemetry.. cos someone said she was daring.. =) thats the very exact place where i was "touched".... very creepy place. After that think she was scared liao la.. didnt even enter scared liao.. hahaha. The rest of the walk was relli entertaining.. we passed seiyu... passed Raffles Hooooooooos pital... landed up in mac to finish Rj, before walking all the way to City Hall. So much for an after school study session... =( HAHAHAHA.. |
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