6 February 2008

(Skip the top part if you're only here to look at pictures mushrooms.)

Uhh, come to think of it, I've forgotten what I was going to blog about. Well, obviously, or not obviously, today is the reunion-dinner-day or whatever you call it in English. I honestly couldn't remember what happened except for the mountains and mountains of mushrooms I swallowed this night. Okay, maybe not mountains. But you see, mountains and mushrooms both contain 9 alphabets, and they start with M. Nice to look at, so I won't change it.

I think we went to Gurney with Jane in the afternoon. Yeah, I think that's it. She wanted to buy new flats for Chinese New Year. She's crazy about flats, that girl. I like flats too but I prefer heels more ... Not that I can actually wear them.

Anyway, Ee Leng and I walked together while Jane, her mother, her youngest brother and my sister went shoe-shopping together. I'd like to look at shoes too but then I will probably cry when I see all the gorgeous heels I cannot have.

=(

I want a pair of wedges, espadrilles, or whatever you call them!! They're soooo nice.

Surprisingly, and I mean REALLLLLY surprisingly and unexpectedly, my sister bought a pair of shoes. On her own. Without my mom.

Oh my God.

She has grew up, finally. Although it was only a pair of Carlo Rino sneakers which looks uh, a bit ... weird. But hey, the shoes cost RM90 something and she used HER OWN MONEY to buy it. If it was me, I'd wait until my mum was with me. I'd save the RM90 to buy some other gorgeous things.

Normally she never buys anything on her own. Hmm, let me see, the only things she bought herself were like, stationeries?? Exercise books?? Something of the sort. Ah. And food. Oh, and the nail glosser, buffer, whatever you call them which is like the only thing she owns that's related to beauty products. Well, except for facial cleansers, masks and stuff. But that doesn't count because everyone uses them.

Serious. My sister doesn't wear earrings. She said she doesn't want them, because once you, uh, "punch a hole in your ears", you'll keep having the temptation to buy new earrings for yourself. Which is true, actually, but that doesn't change anything.

She doesn't wear necklaces, except for the one that my mother was going to give to the maid. My sister said that the maid doesn't deserve a necklace like that (not the super cheap sort which breaks at the first touch, mind you), so she snatched it away before my mum gave it to the maid. All I can say is that my maid really DOES NOT deserve anything. Helped us with household chores, certainly she did, but she sucks. Honestly. You can hear her laughter from ten miles off. You'd wake up to the sound of her laughing like a maniac.

"Yes, MA'AM." "Ya ya ya YAAAA ..."

*rolls eyes in digust*

(I wish I can record her voice. Then you all will see how I feel. Uggh.)

And she's super rude. My mom calls her and hello, she always pretends that she's deaf. Or maybe she really IS deaf. I hope she is. But on second thought, no. If she is deaf, how can we ask her to help us clean our rooms?? No, no. Forget the "I hope she is deaf" part.

Oh, oh, OH!! How can I forget the most important part?? (forget the mushrooms for a bit, I'll get to that later) She calls everything and everyone MISS. Except for my mother (Ma'am), father (Sir) and grandmother (O-Ma or some shit like that).

I'm a Miss. Well, true. My sister is a Miss. True, too. My brother is a Miss. Well, I suppose that's still excusable because maybe she thinks my brother looks like a girl.

And the worst is, she calls the CAT Miss. She denied it when my mother asked her how come she called the cat Miss. Eh. Even if it's a female cat, there's no need to call them Miss, okay?? Sounds like she wants to be the cats' slave. She said she was actually calling the cats Manis, which means sweet in English. But I don't believe her.

I think she's horrible. Uggh.

Blah. Back to the mushrooms.

Actually I feel kind of sorry toward her because I always ignore ....

Sorry. Mushrooms, mushrooms.

Yummy steamboat. I don't really know why people always eat steamboat during the reunion dinner. But whatever. Not really keen on finding out why.



Foooood!!

I know, I know. Lousy shot. But can you blame me?? My hands were itching because everyone else were eating and I was busy taking photos, and who knows, people might eat off all my yummy mushrooms before I know it.

Okay. When I said I was drowning in mushrooms in one of the previous entries, I really meant it.



Mushrooms.



Mushrooms.



Mountains. Uh, I mean, mushrooms.



MUSHROOMS.



Mushhhhrooms.

And my favorite of all :



Button mushrooms!!!!

Oh my God. I'm going crazy. But wait, that's not all.

Ever tried frying a button mushroom?? Well, of course, not that kind of fry when you cook certain veggie dishes. Uh, fry, like THIS :



I smeared loads of butter on the two mushrooms, and I fried it!! Looks cute right?? I don't know. Struck me as a very cute and stupid thing to do, frying two buttered button mushrooms. But I can't say it tasted nice. The butter just tasted ... wrong.





More mushrooms.

I love taking photos of a button mushroom!! They just look sooooooooo adorable, I feel like gobbling it all up, which is exactly what I did. Poor mushroom. Who knew cuteness leads to death?? *sigh*



Jellies!! Wrong. Actually its some weird sort of egg that looks like jellies.



Fried shrimps!! *drools*

Damn. I'm one lucky girl to be able to gorge on all these yummy food.

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