Sometime last week, I met up with wennie (finally....) for dinner and shared my heapy load of stress with her. The things she said stunned me, you know....she don't look like the sort of girls to say things like that. Nevertheless, her words magically unknotted the tangled strings in my heart and made me felt so much better.
I wanted words of comfort, but what I really need are words of advice to pull me out of this mess. Thats what she gave me. Thanks sexy =)
Carol took a really long leave beginning this month due to her operation (stone or something....), almost everybody went to visit her after work...(psssss, it was compulsory....). I taught Kelvin spelling while at her place, and speaking of spelling....I missed my kids!
Boss promised supper after the visit (probably the reason why everyone was down for the visit?), gave a budget of 200 bucks. When it was confirmed that we were having prata for supper, the guys started racking their brains on how to squander the full sum on prata......
Racking their brains....never seen them so hardworking before.
Discussing about the praaaaaattttaaaa....
Boss:"Wah omg so long ah, the list of order? You guys can finish or not?"
A table full of food....
...and food.....
...and food!
Its the Prata House at Upper Thomson Road, heard that it was very famous but have no idea what its so famous about huh....the prata are not that fantastic, except, maybe the prata durian? Its tasty....but should eat it last cos everything taste like durian after eating that.......
