WILL YOU BELIEVE THIS SOTONG.
I actually walked into the gents! At Changi Airport, Terminal 3. It wasn't my fault okay! I saw my brother walking, and I thought he was walking out. So I just followed the path he took, and it led right into the gents. O: I promise you, it was unintentional! Seriously! I went 'gasp!' and I practically ran out with my hands over my head. .___. -blush-
Anyway, we were there at Changi Airport in the first place to lunch at The Coffee Club, yet again! It's my third time lunching/dining at The Coffee Club, ever since my brother started working there! :D The food's there great, with the most awesome and refreshing coffee to perk up sleepy-heads like me! One day, I shall go there and mug/study/sleep. (HAH)
And here's some edition from my post -- Lunch date with Pinky and Kimbo! 03/03.
It was my brother who treated us to the muddy mudpie, not the manager! The latter treated us to almond shortcake. HAHAHAH :D I love my brother x 1000000000000000000 to the power of 1000000000000!!! -insert big heart here-
Pictures, to make you salivate.
Kimberly, eating her Alfredo.
Pinky, lunching on Alfredo too!
This is what I ate. It's dory fish. I forgot the name, a really long name for a dish.
The scrumptious, heavenly, delightfully delectably muddy mudpie!
Banana Butterscotch Latte (I think this is the name)
Banana Chips atop the latte! Yummy!
I'm betting that you're currently drooling over the pictures right now! Are you hungry? Is your tummy growling? Go feed that tiger! A hungry man is an angry man!
I've got another great news! My brother passed his driving test on his first try!
Convo 1:
Daddy: I'd better take off my jacket first. Later I start sweating.
Me: huh, why! You scared of korkor's driving?
Daddy: -beams-
Brother: tsk!
Convo 2:
Mum: Can you -pointpoint-
Me: huh? [locks the door]
Mum: no, I mean check if the window is wound up properly.
Me: Oh! I thought you asked me to lock the door!
Brother: [laughs! - he was driving! He thought my mum was afraid I'd fall out of the car or something]
Convo 3:
Me: Daddy, are you okay? Why are you cluctching the hand thingy?
Daddy: -silence-
Brother: -guffaws, while he's driving!-
Haha, yes. These are the conversations revolving around my brother's driving. He's a speed maniac I tell you.
Toodles! :)
