I've Been Missing You Crazy

Mommy brought us for Japanese food on Sunday.

Yaki Yaki. Weird name. Who names their restaurant yucky yucky?

But the icky name didn't stop people from crowding in front of the restaurant at 11am.

The crowd = good reputation = food must be good.

Some food. By the way, the spaghetti (which is obviously not in this picture 'cause I ate it) rocks.

Damien, the amateur sous chef, strutting his stuff.

Yaki Yaki is situated opposite Federal Hotel and beside Low Yat plaza, the Starbucks entrance. Presently they have a promotion for the buffet lunch, 50% discount (that'll be approximately RM 42 per person, including taxes), provided you call to reserve a table. From 11am till 2.30pm, enjoy~

Since there are no more Moral Studies classes, we have 3.5 hours of free time to spend. Chieh, Caryn, Chloe and I decided to chill in Times Square.

Had lunch in Mr. Ramen. Do not dine in this restaurant. I repeat, do NOT dine in this restaurant.

Why? Because there was a fat ass cockroach crawling on my left arm when we were eating there, even though the restaurant was graded A for cleanliness and hygiene.

The Ministry of Health better gimme a good reason for this grading. Cockroaches and grade A do not go together.

After the terrifying incident, we went shopping ^^

Should I buy this dress? I love this dress but...

I think I need a sponsor. Anyone?

We camwhored in Nichii. I love Nichii, if my dad owns Nichii I'll be the happiest girl alive.

Us again. No worries, you won't get tired looking at our portraits of vanity. 'Cause you're gonna see more of it. Bwahahahaha...

Malaysia's next top model. She was irrevocably, unconditionally, uncontrollably in love with this RM 99.90 dress. Personally, I like it too. =)

Thanks to Chieh my camera-girl for this picture.

I got the letter from SMKTC begging inviting me to attend the Excellence Awards Ceremony (think of it like the SMKTC version of the Academy Awards). Only an idiot won't go.

Why? Because the school's giving you money. Cash. Ringgit Malaysia. A kiss goodbye to my financial crisis.

Trial results: B for C1, failed my C2. Passed my Literature. Law next week. Economics... should be by this week.

P/S: I saw grandma for the first time today. She looked so different I could hardly recognise her. Her limbs were swollen, a sickly shade of dun was her skin. She couldn't speak, she couldn't swallow, she couldn't move.

Even daddy wasn't sure if she could make it or not.

All the tubes and the white patches, all her ragged breathing and occasional moaning, all her remaining silken white hair...... I couldn't stomach it I ran out of the ward and cried.

It was only lately that I held her by the hand, and He hinted that it's time to let go...