This post will list down the things that I did the entire day.
Then I went to my room/office to finish some work
At 4 pm my accomplice and I went to Ikea. Until today I still can't tell Ikano and The Curve apart. For someone with the worst sense of direction (in my case, it is too severe to be mentioned in detail) I only follow my accomplice. She's my manual GPS.
I had a simple lunch.
Seafood fried rice. I felt cheated. They only put 3 shrimps and fishcakes (cut into small tiny itsy bitsy pieces). No squids or any edible seafood creatures in this. I also would like to complain for the lacking of vegetables.
Here I also being harassed by this one cleaner lady (indirectly of course but it still annoyed me). She was circling our table, wiping all the invisible dirt. It appears like she wants us to get the hell out of the food court as soon as possible. I eat considerately fast yet I lost count how many times she circling the table. Now I know how does a prey feels when they are circled by vultures.
I want to take her picture and upload it in this post (as a gentle reminder on what you're going to face if you decided to have your meal here) but I was afraid she might smack me across my face with her mighty Good Morning towel.
I went to Popular Book Store and saw this collection. It brings back childhood memories. Hardy Boys and The Famous Five were my favourite novels while I was young.
But it also brings a so not happy thought once I remembered the Malay version of Hardy Boys. From Frank and Joe Hardy to Farouk and Johar Hadi. Yes. WTF. I remember I almost throw the entire collection in the catfish pool in front of the school library. The Malay version of all English novels always leave unpleasant feeling, like something dead in your mouth after you read a few pages from the first chapter. They scarred me for life.
After I 'm done reminiscing my childhood memories , I went to Daiso. A shop where they sell all kinds of items from stationaries to household items to souvenirs and all of them cost only RM5. This is my happy place. I can spend hours browsing things from one aisle to another.
The highlight of my Happy Sunday is Ikea. Every time I come here I will repeat the same question "Why on earth I'm not rich?". I want to shower in RM notes then shop at Ikea.
Before going back I always make sure to have my happy dose of Mango Pancakes. Why people like Durian Pancakes more than mango is beyond me. Mango Pancakes are made of pure awesomeness.
And not forgetting my happy dose of XXL Crispy Chicken. Out of many outlets I still think here is the best.
It was raining on our way back home.
The only thing I bought at Ikea is this. Supi is to big for his bowl so he deserve this particular Ikea product. Just like his other siblings.
Things that we bought.
My accomplice rewarded herself with super cute gift box,accessories bag and a pair of socks from Daiso. I bought Japanese wall paintings and eye mask from Daiso. The cans are for my babies. Their favourite wet food Burp which they can eat and lick clean their bowl in under 3 minutes.
Sorry Miku. Your big teary eyes technique doesn't work this time. Mango Pancakes are for mommy and Burp is for you.
This is the end of my visual report on Happy Sunday. Hope you did enjoy your Sunday too.
2 comments:
mummy, x promote Pet Wonderland ke??????
cadangan yng bernas. akan dikeutarakan kemudian nanti.
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