Yesterday, after a few hours at the library, after finally finishing my notes for Psychology, after having almost 2 hours of drama practice..........
I felt like eating char siew.
So I happily dragged my
so-eager-for-distractions-even-though-they-had-already-eaten unwilling friends (the roomate and Li Wern) to Pacific House (in the city) to eat char siew.
So the first thing I thought of was: Crap, what if we go all the way there and it's not open?
But my worries were unfounded.
The shop was open.
So I happily ordered char siew.
AND GUESS WHAT??
NO CHAR SIEW.
I want char siew. =(
Caitlin is confused between char siew and siew yok. (eh, it sounds the same okay, it's so difficult to differentiate. =p)
Carmen: OMG, and you call yourself a Chinese??
Caitlin: No, I don't call myself Chinese, I call myself Caitlin.
Carmen stays frozen on the spot and gives Caitlin "The Look" and promptly bursts into laugher- quote: "Omg damn lame!!"
Whatever. She laughed. =]
All I need is you,
but if fate tells me to look the other way..