I would say that my cooking last Sunday was a roaring success. I didn't even touch the frying pan at all. Ironically, this might just be the reason why it was such a success. I am such a loser I know, but I cannot help it that I cannot cook. Maybe I can help it by learning from the world's greatest cook - my mother, but sorry I didn't manage to learn in time. Anyway, King Edward Hall's kitchenette really should just wake up and try to be cleaner. And they should allow visitors to park in their carpark too. And don't forget that I am still pissed off at my lecturer for coming up with such a brilliant idea.ps you can secretly ask me why I put this picture up... SECRETLY.

My family finally watched Money No Enough 2 on Saturday too, after Aaron's birthday party. Feel the family warmth and love that night when it started to pour during the cake-cutting. Not the macho navy boys, but the family of the birthday boy "guarded" the cake. "You know who your true friends are at your birthday party..." That was so impactful that night. I was just secretly nodding my head under some chalet unit's roof that doesn't belong to the birthday boy.
Anyway, Money No Enough 2 is a tear-jerker. Not that I cried but it definitely gave a nasty tug at my heartstrings. The front part of the movie was funny but when they started talking about the love of a mother, I thought it was really sad. Especially when my mother was sitting just a seat away from me, beside my brother. Everything was so real. I hate it. I hate Jack Neo.
This week
1 hour after my washing machine crashed,
the clothes inside are spinning again. It didn't die. It is still working after my brother replaced the plug with a new one. It is so crazy. I told you the washing machine is weird and abnormal already...
Today
It is the moonday. Mid-autumn's festival I know. Mooncakes mooncakes and more mooncakes. Mahen said because the mooncakes look like the moon, that's why they are called the mooncakes. I thought people made mooncakes look like the moon to call it the mooncake. Mahen is a kid but he makes sense a lot of times. So we should listen to him too. He also said the pomelo is a big pear. It is wrong but it actually looks like one. Take a second look at it.
Anyway, nobody really remembers the exact Chinese mythology for this wonderful mooncake-eating festival. Which story is real? So many versions for what? It makes everyone so confused that nobody believes in the story anymore. That is kind of sad...
//there are still many trees in the forest

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