I was co-erced into going marketing at sheng shiong. But really, I don't think I played a substantial role in marketing today because all I did was stand at a corner and watch other people pick out fish and pile up their shopping carts with gazillions of whatever essentials. Well I did, at one instance, help pick out caixin and spinach because my dad couldn't figure out which was which. pffffttt. Apart from standing at whichever corner I could find and watching my mum pick out all the veggie, groceries and fish, I ate. Yeap, I had 2 rolls from baker boy.

In any case, I was told to wait and look after the cart. Of course, people with their already-filled carts would envy the beautiful fish and lush green vegetables that we have in our cart and would, hence, want to steal those. -_-

We got back, I unpacked and we got ready for dinner after Maghrib.

Dad had told me about this eating place opposite the ccab called prata cafe. He said that they had wonderful chapati and awesome keema and so he drove us there. Sadly, it turned out to be a disappointment. Well, not the chapati. I wouldn't know because they didn't have anymore chapati. hehh. So we all settled for thosai instead. The next time I drop by, they better have that kickass chapati and awesome keema.

Amanda, I think I know where we should have our overdue thosai date. (:

My dad did the unthinkable as we were walking back to the carpark. I think my mother was in cahoots as well. They were mean, okay.

Dad: *in a hush tone* Ain, baik-baik tau. Dorang kata sini ada toyol kencing.
mum: a'ah, hari tu kita pergi makan kat sini, dorang kata dorang nampak budak kecik tgh kencing.
me: *obviously petrified* ahhhhh, babaaaaaaaaa *runs to the car*

But before I could even make it any further than 5 metres from where we were,

dad: tu dia *pointing to the fountain outside evans lodge*

And then we were back home, watching yet another riveting episode of Dia. Whenever that Bik Minah tries to manipulate Gita into hating Dia, I feel like throwing the remote control into the tv. It's infuriating. Especially so when she has that smirk like Fifi's. Super annoying. I'm so glad Fifi's finally in jail in the next episode. Don't worry ardent fans of Dia, Ivan and Dia are definitely getting re-married. For those not in the know, oops.

hur hur.

Once Dia ended, I promptly made my way to the study where my Dad was watching yesterday's match between the pompeys and the reds. Unlike the match at Old Trafford, I must admit that this one was a tad too boring for me. And boy, I hope Xabi Alonso will be fit for the FA cup final this weekend.

oh and to a certain mermaid, it's good to be ambitious and besides, EPL players more HC than S-League players mahhh. (: