Ma called first in the morning. "I'm at the airport! Bye! Daddy and Joyce are not going on their trips so go home and entertain them."
I was planning to anyway so I got up and packed my things.
Then Joyce and my dad took turns calling me. After lunch I rushed home only to find..that both cars were out and that no one was home. It's 5pm now and no one's home yet. I called my dad to tell him I'm hungry, cause that would usually make him rush home to take any one of his daugheters out to eat. This time he said "Uhh..I'll order and have korean chicken sent to home okay." :(
By the way, 'korean chicken' is Han Chon Chicken. If you like spicy food, go look for this Han Chon Chicken in Hartamas. They had anoher stall in Asia Cafe but it didn't last very long. Actually its more of a delivery thing. At first they only delivered to Hartamas and Mont Kiara. I first had it in Rachel's dad's house. But then one day, Rachel brought it over to my house and thennn.. my dad became buddies with the owner and I became best friends with the delivery guy. So they send to SS2 for us.
It's been half an hour.. I want my chicken!
So..I was bored. So I read my sister's blog. Eh this Joyce quite funny ah. Let me cut and paste. She reads my blog like once in a month so hopefully she doesn't notice this post. Shit sounding like her already, so maany "likes" in my sentence! *dies.
Joyce blogged. A week or two back.
Anyway, the whole family sent miss Stella Oo Hoo Woo Hoo back to cyber today.
"Actually I can get other people to send me one. But I just thought you guys would like to have a nice ride down ma, so long never send me already."
"You look at my face and tell me if I'm having a nice ride la." Daddy answered.
And since Esther wasn't in the car to be annoying..
"Let me see! Let me see the face! Let me see!"
"Ma! Ma! I damn scared, why your daughter like that one."
I really really have a very bad case of the middle child syndrome lo. Tell you first.
Because che and ma sometimes speak hokkien right, and I feel like, damn left out la, WHAT, so,
"Eh today we ALL speak in hokkien today, okay?"
"HAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAH YOU CAN SPEAK HOKKIEN ONE MEH." this is the woman I call Ma weih!
"Yar. Wa ah kek sim lu anikuan meng wa." which like, means, (because like, everyone that reads my blog is soham and does not know hokkien *flips hair*) 'I am damn sad you ask me like that'
You tell me if I should unsister her or not.
They are like, so unsupportive of me. My hokkien is actually damn good one, I mean, not trying to be action packtion or anything la, but, actually, really one. You hear also you scared. (not because it's terrible)
I can't believe how weird Joyce can be sometimes. But I was laughing so hard reading that. Because I was horrified on more than one occasion at how insane she was acting.