beaten at my own 'game'. well, kinda.
finally managed to get our arses over to the haagen-dazs buffet today. but boy, am i tired.
tired... from the driving. the ice-cream. and having to put off a really needed trip to the toilets because they didnt have toilet rolls. i never really liked public toilet anyways.
our target was 20 scoops each, as suggested by CK, who ironically ate the least of us all.
the final tally:
tired... from the driving. the ice-cream. and having to put off a really needed trip to the toilets because they didnt have toilet rolls. i never really liked public toilet anyways.
our target was 20 scoops each, as suggested by CK, who ironically ate the least of us all.
the final tally:
- seumas, with THIRTEEN scoops.
- me, with ELEVEN
- you know who, with TEN only
as expected by my mum (and much to her delight i must say), i said i'm going to avoid any form of ice-cream for a few months now. oh gosh, with still a pint of untouched belgian chocolate ice-cream in the freezer? OH NOOOO. because as surprised as i am, i have to admit that the buffet was sickening. i have to say this though: me eating 11 scoops, was kinda like getting a B grade at english. honestly! i seriously thought i could have eaten at least 4 scoops more. i didnt even have lunch. alas, the dense and very creamy ice-cream haagen-dazs is famously known for got the best of me. in this situation, less is certainly more. really.
*stomach churns violently*
i never knew driving could make someone so weary because that's how i feel right now. maybe it was my contact lenses depriving my eyeballs of oxygen, but driving among malaysians, esp penangites, was *ahem* horrid. i dont mean to commit any form of treason, but gosh, some of the ppl's driving here really gets on my nerves. esp that middle-aged lady driver when we were leaving queensbay. but hey, pot calling the kettle black? haha. not sure yet. but i try to careful and considerate most of the time. now i'm recalling the day my cousin arrived, which was just last wednesday. worst day to drive ever because this time, i was the one committing all the faults. btw? i personally call this inexperience, but i dont even drive like that at all. just a bad day, i guess? my mum and aunt's alarmed screaming coupled with my cousin's inappropriately-timed insane laughter didnt really help either. it was kinda hilarious though. but seriously, what was the BIG deal? we didnt exactly die in a big fiery fireball of twisted metal.
we just almost.
*stomach churns violently*
i never knew driving could make someone so weary because that's how i feel right now. maybe it was my contact lenses depriving my eyeballs of oxygen, but driving among malaysians, esp penangites, was *ahem* horrid. i dont mean to commit any form of treason, but gosh, some of the ppl's driving here really gets on my nerves. esp that middle-aged lady driver when we were leaving queensbay. but hey, pot calling the kettle black? haha. not sure yet. but i try to careful and considerate most of the time. now i'm recalling the day my cousin arrived, which was just last wednesday. worst day to drive ever because this time, i was the one committing all the faults. btw? i personally call this inexperience, but i dont even drive like that at all. just a bad day, i guess? my mum and aunt's alarmed screaming coupled with my cousin's inappropriately-timed insane laughter didnt really help either. it was kinda hilarious though. but seriously, what was the BIG deal? we didnt exactly die in a big fiery fireball of twisted metal.
we just almost.
17 October 2008 at 14:56
TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS BUFFET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 top