::on the other fence:: / Monday, March 28, 2005
Dear Autumn, (27/3/05)
Today, we went to Clarke Quay. Very nice, very serene, very whatever. And then, we came across this restaurant named HOOTERS. Mum and I had this conversation, err... quite sick though. Okay, so here:
Mumsie: Ay, girl, it the Hooters.
Me: Yah so?
Mumsie: Look at their, clothes. Esp. the bum.
Me: What, the bum?
Mumsie: Yes the bum.
Me: Fine. *looks* Euuuuuueeee, gross. Short cut shorts that shows the lining of their butts. And it's like so very black and dirty. Yuck!
Mumsie: They once wear skates, and Hooters also seperate the men and the woman. Woman group has the man waiters and vice versa.
Me: Oh...yuck!
Mumsie: And also! In the toilet, the ladies, have nude photos on the world and the gents has the women.
Me: Puhleeeze, mum! Anyway, how did you know?
Mumsie: Oh, I went there before. Do NOT ask, Cheryl.
And yea, the conversation ended.
Cheryl
CHEEZE!~
Dear Autumn, (28/3/05)
Wahhhh! I sound like a baby alright, buy my Auntie (or else, maid) had gone home. And we would be taking a new maid which would come on Wednesday.
How do you think the new maid's food would be like? HER CHARACTER? Nice? Mean? You ask me, I have no idea.
Really, also, I found out how disavantaged are left-handed after reflecting on my ECCM. But too bad, we left-handed just has to survive in the right-handed's world. Sigh, why am I born left-handed? It's funny ain't it?
Cheryl (P/S: Feel pity for Lee Voon too. Another left handed living in one right handed world)
/ihopped at
11:28 PM
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