:: Kopitiam Jargons ::

no, i'm not talking about that spreading-like-bushfire foodcourt chain.. i mean real, authentic kopitiams where hawkers don't have to wear communist t-shirts and use communist-labelled diningware.

every tuesday morning, i will accompany my mum to the wet market. (meanwhile honing my auntie skills. will talk about that another day. =p) after buying all our stuff, we will get breakfast, and da pao teh and kopi siu dai from the coffee shop. they will put it in the plastic bag with the strap and stick a straw in. 70 cents per pkt.

everytime my mum orders kopi siu dai and teh siu dai, the woman will go "luan lai siu dai". and this happened for a few wks. so this morning, my mum asked what luan lai means. the woman said that teh + kopi = luan lai for convenience's sake. therefore, teh siu dai + kopi siu dai = luan lai siu dai lor. and teh-o + kopi-o = luan lai-o and so on..

so cool! but now i'm wondering if this equation applies in other kopitiams too. the next time you go to a kopitiam with a friend, why not try it out? if the tiger beer woman or uncle-with-a-pouch goes "siao!", means it doesn't lah. if they look at you with admiration, be a dear and inform me. i feel like using it outside of familiar territory.

anyway, went swimming at fel's house today, with lydea and val (who was sick and couldn't swim.. aww..) so fun! i swam quite alot of laps, and we were soaking in the jaccuzzi, chatting about going abroad. can't wait for the HK trip with p4! and btw, when u block the jaccuzzi nozzle, the water will spurt out from the drain behind! so amusing! didn't really get a tan though, but that's not what i intended to get lah, so nvm. i shall go again next week.. stretched my left tricep a little to much though, so it's a little achey now.. =(

ok! 9pm! time for my Hao Meili show! *vamoosh*

=(

i have been getting ashen grass blades flying into my home for the past 3 days, and polluted, smoke-scented air for my breathing pleasure. when i pick up the grass, it crumbles into a heap of sticky, powdery ash between my fingers, staining them with a gaudy shade of black.

everyday mop floor, sweep floor, mop again. i have to wash my feet a million times a day. no rain --> green grass --> yellow grass --> black grass --> no grass

God!!! LET IT RAIN!!!

because with rain:

rain --> no grass --> grow grass --> green grass --> fresh air --> happy jean

went haagen dazs (stared at the logo for awhile to learn the spelling correctly once and for all) with my cuz and her bf last night! sinful..

and we ate their chocolate fondue! lemme tell you how it looks like:

a tray of little cubes of ice cream in strawberry, cookies n cream and chocolate, another bowl of fruits with bananas, strawberries and kiwi, and in the middle...... a pot of melted chocolate!!

you take the skewer, poke anything you want, and dip it in the chocolate, lift it up, let it harden.... *glomp*

should have taken a photo of it.... -_-

i also went shopping with mum yesterday and the mad woman spent $200+ at her favourite clothes shop. and we bot very similar-looking bags.. CNY mah.. buy new clothes.. haha!

however, it may sound like a wonderful day... but..

this time it had less..... blood.... on it. i think that woman's period is finishing.. which reminds me, that this isn't the first time such an incident has occurred. once, we found a pad lying on our window ledge!!! oh gosh, my mum pushed it downstairs with a bamboo pole.. (making sure no one witnessed it from downstairs)

oh why...... why.....??