I'm still trying to take in the reality of last night. I'd tagged along to enjoy late night cendol at some shop-lot around Sri Rampai with Dad, Aunt Lydea and two of my uncles. Unfortunately, that particular shop-lot was closed so seeing as we had to settle for something else, we walked to Old Town instead.
Usually, by midnight, I'd be in my room, trying to fall asleep in hope sweet dreams await me, but last night, was a change. I'd laughed till my tummy hurt, all thanks to Uncle Zani. This man really knows how to crack up the most ridiculous, hysterically funny jokes - which he has experienced/ in reality.
Thankfully, I'd lay low on the food. I'd shared a small basket of fries and spring rolls with my siblings, and sipped on the original Ice Blended Coffee. No biggie, but still not bad. Bearable.
Anyone up for another time?
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Another worth-knowing news is that... The Host is going to be made into movie. How exciting is that? I'm ecstatic!
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