Tuesday, March 08, 2005
my mummy is really the sweetest person on earth. she brought me yesterday to dine at the coffee lounge of goodwood park hotel. goodness me, those food did cost quite a bit. but she nonchalantly shrugged it off and commented that it won't cost that much for two people. so we stepped into the lovely restaurant with great ambiance. he looked over, and flashed a smile. my mum and i settled down in a cosy corner. he came over, looked into my mum's eyes, and earnestly said, 'hello aunty!'. my mum smiled back and nodded her head. she turned to me when he left and whispered, 'he's really handsome, isn't he?' i rolled my eyes and briefly introduced her to whatever i know about this waiter. 'yes, i know him. he's my friend...' the gorgeous food came, with him serving. he asked if i wanted any sauce and i declined politely. he cheekily threatened that he placed poison into my food, which tickled my mother's funny bone. soon after, i tried to call him over to get us the bill. many attempts failed. so another waiter called him and then told my mother that lots of girls like him to serve them because he's handsome. my mum exploded, 'yes, he is very handsome.', much to my embarrassment. even when we left, my mummy couldn't stop rattling on about how nice a boy he is. maybe she secretly wished she has a son like him. a son who is polite, nice and smart. prospective imperial college student, don't take over my place! (: i'll see you in england.
i love desperate housewives. it rocks my mondays.
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hush pretty pink lady ;
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