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Dear Diary,
Saturday, June 5, 2010♥10:36 PM

im home! finally. hahas. went to malaysia today. to kukup, johor. seriously, that place is well, a village. the place's really run down and to make things worse, it rainned. w/o stopping. yea. so we reached there around 11am. walked around and it started rainning at like 11.30am. went to eat ices. yea, chocolate ice, mango ice, banana ice. i ate chocolate ice. sat there for quite a long time trying to enjoy the rain... till like abt 12.45pm. then went to eat lunch. yeaps. seafood. seriously, things in malaysia are cheap. very cheap. even though the exchange rate isnt that good now, its still cheap. the meal cost around 89rm for 4 people. which is like less than S$40. cheap, isnt it? but still, i lost my voice because of the black pepper crab! because of a crab, i lost my voice! its so not worth it lah! plus, i just ate durian just now. i find it very difficult to talk now. serve me right. hahas. so here's my lunch:






still got one more dish. didnt bother taking pic. it was vegetables-.-

hahas, on the way back, in the carpark just now, my sweet brother dropped 3 bottles of soy sauce on the floor! broke one bottle only ( quite a pity ), but nevertheless, he made a big mess, and got scolded by both my mum and dad. such a rare sight to see. hahas. well, of cos, i added in, and told my dad how exactly did he dropped the bottles. and he raised his voice at me. my dad scolded him, cos he was at fault and yet he still acts like its not his problem that he broke the bottle. so when my dad asked him to throw away the plastic bag with the broken glass, my dad accidentally got some soy sauce on his pants. he lost his temper with my dad then, and got scolded again. came after me and my mum in a temper, and asked me to shut up and not extra. my mum wasnt happy with him at all, cos he was the one at fault and yet its like everyone else fault instead of his. what a happy ending today! worth it! (:




P.S. my dad say dear is at least quite responsible cos he sent me home and bothered to call and inform someone that im not feeling well, and my bro was like, "not fair. why you never say the same thing to me??" seriously. he just cant get it. hahas.

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