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yuki yaki
Saturday, March 04, 2006 10:42 PM
yukiyaki today with ping, kek, jeraldine and jiayi.
was FUN!! we ate lots of sushi and chicken and beef and fishballs and veggies and squid and fish!!! and we did the ice-cream thingthing. we concocted new flavours of ice-cream! grape+rum and raisin(but with only two tinytiny raisins can) and the coffee was bitter, but the colour was superb. it was kinda like the psychedelic thingthings:)
and then we went to kinokuniya and hiankek bought her comics. and she lost me. i was right there looking at manolo blahnik's creations in his book, and SHE JUST WENT OFF WITHOUT ME. but his drawings were ohmygod fantabulous. like woah. i would love to buy that book la. i poor me is broke. ohyes, and then i joked about how i would go into louis vuitton/fendi/other branded shops with the security guard being the doorman and then i would wave my diamond encrusted fingers(although i dont know how this is going to be possible, like superglue diamonds onto my nails or something) and do that whatever-moron thing with my hands and roll my eyes at him. then i would proceed in my 100-inch manolo blahnik's furry heels and tell the salesperson to wrap this and that. hmm..i am starting to see myself flinging my PLATINIUM credit card at the envious salesgirl...then she would proceed to bend down to pick my card up from the marble and oh-so-shiny-because-its-a-branded-shop floor (i threw it, remember?) and then i will once again wave my diamond encrusted hands and say "oh sweetie, there's no need to bow down to me. rise, my humble attendant.." and she would rise and look at me with mesmerised eyes even though she wasnt bowing to me in the first place. HOWEVER, hiankek did no justice to my beautiful illusions( which are going to become reality okay, as long as i snag a husband who has 32871089307840857923 zillion dollars for me to spend) by saying that if i wave my hand at the security guard and do the whatever-moron thing, he would arrest me. then i said that i would just wave my hand at him again and phone my husband(the one with the 38471092471908247198 zillion dollars lah) and say, "hi cutie, this is pie. (GEDDIT?!) oh, its nothing darling, i just got into some trouble with the DOORMAN (at this point i shall glare at the guard with my piercing eyes) at fendi. he just bullied me...(whines) " and then, my husband, who will be named either mr louis vuitton/mr something fendi/ mr MANOLO BLAHNIK/mr 32298438790254728309 zillion dollars/mr i-got-lots-of- moolah/ mr prestige geous(!!!jeraldine created this!!) will talk to the guard via my diamond encrusted plus furried-edged phone with the 42948023 inch screen, and he will not only talk, he will video-conference with the guard of course, as mr moolah will only get me the latest phone with the latest technology. (oh, the advantages of being a person with charm!!) yup, and after the video-conferencing, the security guard will take the initiative to apologise to me, and then submit his resignation to me, who happens to be the ex-girlfriend of mr fendi/mr louis vuitton/ whatever the shop name is called and hence i can hand him the resignation because the guard is too embarassed to face his boss after the UNPROFESSIONAL thing he did to me. hah!
okay i just enjoyed what i typed(: i really did.
so. and then we went to cold storage and i weighed the pumpkin!!! and the turnip!!! and the...oh, another pumpkin!!!! after that, we went home. heh.
seriously, i think i should write a book about my adventures of being mrs. moolah... okay maybe i should blog about it instead. ALRIGHT! I SHALL MAKE IT MY LIFELONG MISSION TO SEEK OUT MR. MOOLAH, WHEREVER HE MAY BE, I WOULD SEARCH FOR HIM EVEN AT THE CORNERS OF THIS PLANET, AND EVEN IN OUTER SPACE(which i would have the $$ for because at that time, i would oh-so-coincidentally be mr branded-shop's girlfriend) AND I WOULD CHARM HIM, BY ACTING NATURALLY OF COURSE, AND HE WOULD BE SO MESMERISED THAT HE WOULD DEDICATE HIS LIFE INTO GIVING ME ALL HIS FORTUNES, JUST LIKE I WOULD DEDICATE MY LIFE INTO SPENDING THEM ALL. AND I WOULD MAKE HIM WEAR 563830 CONDOMS WHILE HAVING SEX BECAUSE I WOULD KILL THE CHILD WHO WOULD FIGHT WITH ME FOR MR. MOOLAH'S INHERITANCE, WHICH IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!GRR!!!!!!!
p.s: ohshit. i just remembered something. arent i supposed to be CROWN PRINCESS CUM DAUGHTER IN LAW OF THE SAUDI-ARABIAN OIL KING, HER ROYAL HIGHNESS FIONA BABA TAM MUJAJA THE SECOND?!?! then what will happen to mr moolah?! ....ahhah!!! i can two-time them!!!!! yay! then i can get 2 inheritanceS. ahhha. i feel proud of myself. oh dont have to feel envious, its nothing really, its just my GENES.
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