Belief.

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Monday, December 11, 2006 || 1:44 PM

Moodiness.

Alright, maybe I haven't been posting much of my life.

Alright, it starts from now then.

Alright, it started this morning when I was playing Gunbound in the morning when my dad asked me to accompany him and my mum to the new Ikea at Tampines to look around. I agreed.

Great. One of the few Sundays whereby I waste time trying to do something I don't like again. Shopping for stuff I don't need.

Went there by car. Parked at the well-designed carpark and were walking into the entrance of Ikea when we saw what looked like bloodstains on the floor. My mum was like freaking out.

Mum: "Boy, don't step on it! Later you kena accused for something you didn't know la! Remember this article on the newspaper............................................"

Me: "............."

Alright, then we walked in, and looked at the furniture. Good stuff. Pity everything is worth at least 3 lunches for me. Although I liked one of the bedroom designs that cost below $1000 for the entire renovation. Heh.

Oh great, and we finished walking the 3rd floor. Moved to the 2nd by stairs and walked around again, ending up near a bistro where they were selling their homemade hotdogs for $1. The 3 of us got 1 each and finished in 5 minutes. And it was only 11.30am.

Alright, then we left. Drove to some cafeteria in Hougang where, supposedly, housed a famous beef noodle stall in which my dad said I should try. Waiting for us at the stall was this damn long queue starting from the stall front to the far end of the cafeteria. We gave up.

Ended up eating wanton mee. The noodles sucked, so I gave up half of it. My mum told me to get drinks, and passed me about $2.50 in coins. Among these were 2 5-cent coins.

Me:" Eh, Mummy, I don't think the drink stall accepts 5-cent coins la. All the drinks sold comes with a price that ends with a zero."

Mum:" Walao, trust me la. Can use one. If they refuse, ask them to tell the Singapore government not to mint 5-cent coins in future la."

In the end, the drink seller didn't accept them. Care to tell him what my mum said in my place?

Alright, then we drove to like 4 to 5 different fish farms around Singapore hunting for neon fish at cheap prices. Stoned around all the fish farms and my dad was on such a spending spree in one of the fish farms, he bought me another 2 cans of drinks there and asked me to finish them. I was like, "you never did this in the past".

Finished them both. Winter melon tea and soya bean milk. And I was stoning around on the car and at the fish farms because I wasn't really interested in fish. After all, I don't even care about the fish present at home.

Alright, proceeded to Serangoon to hunt for a NEW budgie. Noisy as hell there, and there weren't any budgies there. So my dad moved in to another fish shop to look at arowanas, and I moved off to stone at the birds.

Then dinner. Went to Jalan Kayu for roti prata. My dad ordered me yet ANOTHER can of drink along with the pratas. Coke this time. Sheesh.

Ate 4 pratas. Crazy as hell. Then I had to queue for another order at the prata stall for my sister who was supposedly working at home, only to find her watching Youtube videos on Korean dramas on her laptop.

All and all, just another moody day.