Staying at Singapore for around half a year, seldom i will go out and eat alone. Funny thing is now i started to learn to eat outside alone. Especially after the tiring job. What trigger me to do so? FAT! Eating late makes me feel very guilty to my body. Sometimes up to 9pm only i can have my dinner. And now i sleep quite early at night. I don't really have enough time for my lovely stomach to digest all. The result now is I have cute tummy. I don't like it lo =.=

It's quite interesting to eat alone here. Actually not alone, especially at those indoor or outdoor food court cause everyone is sharing the table with strangers. It is their culture already, not like in Sarawak. You will get to see different types of people. Until now i only met with those middle age uncles and aunties. You actually can curi listen their conversation and still pura pura act like i don't understand Cantonese or Hokkien. But i know a bit a bit...^^ I was wondering if they wanna ask me something in future, i will use mandarin to reply them i don't understand then pura pura eat my food and get ready my ears to curi dengar again! HAHA!So fun!

BTW, i wrote quite a lot of post this afternoon about argument. But don't know why blogger didn't save my draft so when i clicked publish the whole post gone. So sien...i lazy to type again cause couldn't recall. All are sudden thoughts. But basically is about there are goods and bads about argument. But nothing is unresolvable if you have the heart and the mindset to work it up. Something like this.

My mom just called. I love my mom. And my dad. And all my family. And JL. And all my lovely and supportive friends.