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i still eat grapes for dinner

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Thursday, February 24, 2011 Photobucket
something i am grateful for 2:

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so far this week i have been having proper, non-instant dinner every night, even though my mama's tired of cooking and she wants to play her mahjong or go for her linedancing classes. i think my constant complaints got to her heh heh.

also it's quite cute(but frustrating) how she gets REALLY angry when she finds out i didn't eat dinner(yeah my dad's quite a tattletale). because she thinks i am going to turn aneroxic from skipping one dinner lololol, then i would justify myself by saying that i truly wasn't hungry at all but if she cooked ham choi soup i will eat/drink that every two hours. aaand then she'd give me The Daily Nag about how she is finally cooking for me but then i don't eat and i'm too picky grahahahaha.

well i guess it's the least i could do anyway.
as a sign of gratefulness to my mommeh for cooking i will eat her food, even though it's yong tau foo ugh.

and i will be a fat, but happy, girl.
like my sister >:D



"what's wrong with being fat ha?! fat people are happy people! like me!"