  cy, her boyfriend, joe and i went to eat at a malay wedding yesterday afternoon. i dunno who the groom was, but n kindly invited us down to fill ourselves up. then i went to play football (association) and following that i hurt myself a bit. thanks. best lontong i've ever tasted in my life.
i thought the one they sell at the malay store in school is pretty damn good already (the *only* thing good the stupid caterers sell), but it appears that whatever my maid cooks and passes off as lontong might be some alien milk formula. oh, this is all very sad and sudden, but i am sixteen today. i have a $50 red packet and a pair of creative speakers. hate the wires. what i'd really like is a DAR, but speakers are just fine! thanks to mich, cy and seng for early birthday wishes. no, i don't have a birthday cake at home waiting somewhere, 'cos 1) i don't really find birthday cakes very tasty; and 2) instead of asking my parents to get something which i'll only get 5% of and costs really little, i can get a more expensive gift that is 100% mine. i'm selfish, sue me. i still don't have a girlfriend. awwww! that means cy has failed in her challenge to broker me a few choice females.
which means a few more good meals at her expense. i'm thinking of going to an indian restaurant, wonder what they sell. and buy some good roti john. i've forgotten what it tastes like. and hum chim peng, or however you spell that, which i have a big time craving for. mmmmm. man, with food, you never need a girl. time to go eat something, bye 
