it starts with one.
in this case, three. three particularly large bottles of soya sauce. that was all that we were supposed to get last night. really. then it started to build up. my dad became aware of the fact that coconut milk was still needed. lots of it. cans of it. and then it was on to asam powder. pretty soon, we had instant noodles along for the ride. well, at least he's managed to pledge that our next trip to mph is going to accumulate more than RM 200 so that we can get the mph card. i have a vague idea of what to get, just to make my library look all the more impressive. the michael moore collection. though it doesn't mean that i'm going to read them all. though it'd be quite ridiculous, since the whole point of purchasing anything would be for the mph card. i think the cashier thinks we're a little crazy.
soong kee. the best beef ball noodles ever. my dad and i used to go there during late nights to catch up on each other. i guess that was how we used to bond: over supper. that and the mcD's in bangsar. we'd just talk about family, life and stuff. we went to soong kee last night, immediately after having dinner. that was the funny part. a meal that costs a quarter of whatever we'd spent at the more appropriate chinese restaurant hit the spot, instead of the food that you'd think would've made a difference. yea, well. life's funny that way. if all goes as planned, about an hour from now, we'll be going down to imbi road for the best pork ball noodles ever. yes, there is a difference.
here comes the sun. but i can still hear drizzle.
in this case, three. three particularly large bottles of soya sauce. that was all that we were supposed to get last night. really. then it started to build up. my dad became aware of the fact that coconut milk was still needed. lots of it. cans of it. and then it was on to asam powder. pretty soon, we had instant noodles along for the ride. well, at least he's managed to pledge that our next trip to mph is going to accumulate more than RM 200 so that we can get the mph card. i have a vague idea of what to get, just to make my library look all the more impressive. the michael moore collection. though it doesn't mean that i'm going to read them all. though it'd be quite ridiculous, since the whole point of purchasing anything would be for the mph card. i think the cashier thinks we're a little crazy.
soong kee. the best beef ball noodles ever. my dad and i used to go there during late nights to catch up on each other. i guess that was how we used to bond: over supper. that and the mcD's in bangsar. we'd just talk about family, life and stuff. we went to soong kee last night, immediately after having dinner. that was the funny part. a meal that costs a quarter of whatever we'd spent at the more appropriate chinese restaurant hit the spot, instead of the food that you'd think would've made a difference. yea, well. life's funny that way. if all goes as planned, about an hour from now, we'll be going down to imbi road for the best pork ball noodles ever. yes, there is a difference.
here comes the sun. but i can still hear drizzle.
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