Except me! And Pija! And everyone who was born on 21 July onwards!

Which is actually a lot of people. Hmmm hmmmmmmm.

 

So.

I remember when I first met Naned. It was in our room in Pratham duh of course lah since she was one of my roommates. Since I arrived in the middle of the night, both of them were already asleep.

 

So that morning when I woke up, I looked to my right. And breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Diba’s friendly face.

 

And then I looked to my left. And gulped nervously at Naned’s fierce expression. 

 

Fierce my foot.  She couldn’t even kill a fly I tell you =____=”

 

So! We celebrated Naned’s belated birthday last Saturday >_<  Eh not our fault for celebrating it late ok. Siapa suruh Naned balik Malaysia.

 

Her birthday surprise failed miserably!! Because the cabs I booked didn’t show up. And so we ended up surprising her in front of her house T___T

 

There’s always a problem with transportation whenever I organised something T___T

 

But we managed to arrive at Aroma of China in one piece at 9.20 pm 🙂 Naned was craving for roasted duck.

 

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Matteo was awesome. We only had to wait an hour for the cake.

Ok everyone, take a paper and pencil. I want a birthday cake from Matteo ok. Write that down.

 

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A’in said she looked ugly. Orang lawa ni susah ah T___T

 

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The expression is obvious; I was irritated at the cab operator. Duh.

 

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The one in black is Zaira. She’s our newest member of mini family. Pija moved to Bel Road 😦

 

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After dinner, we hung out at Coffee World for ice cream. Ok ok I only have one question.

HOW COME IT NEVER OCCURED TO ME TO GO THERE BEFORE???

I’ve missed 2 years of super delicious ice cream 😦

 

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A long list of mix-ins. Now this is what I called an ice cream shop.

 

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My strawberry ice cream mixed with ferrero rocher. Yum.

 

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While we were having our ice-cream, 2 aunties approached Zaira asking her to demonstrate how she wore her hijab 🙂

 

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The Muslim Indians here normally wear shawls. It’s us Malaysians who wear the square hijab. And with time, the cultures intermixed with each other.

 

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Anak orang kaya semua comel. How many times do I have to say this wth.

 

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Point proven.

 

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P.S: The other day when I went to Donut Baker (it’s like J.Co, definitely way better than DD), I noticed an ad at the counter; “The first international bakery in India.”

which I found weird because all this while I thought it’s from India. So I asked the cashier. And turned out DB is actually from Thailand.

And just now I googled, Coffee World is also from Thailand.

 

That’s it. I’m going to Thailand.

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