It's raining heavily as I typed this.
Like so heavy, I could barely see the road at a glance as I tilt my head peeking across the computer screen.
Anyway, hello everyone.
How's your weekend so far? Good? Tiring? Full of happiness or just plain boring?
Mine?
Sitting down with a restless heart worrying about something I should not be worried about.
But a risk taker as usual, let the day worry itself and let this fake smile covers up my worn heart.
Had a Chicken Day yesterday.
Eat too much chicken until I pooped out an egg this morning.
Went out with Gulahati to Sunway Pyramid, for what random normal people do on a weekend.
Lunch and movie.
Out of all the shops in Sunway Pyramid, we ended up having lunch at Kenny Rogers. Usual 1/4 chicken meal with 3 side dishes. Ate like a pig because I went out without having any breakfast.
After lunch, we went and watch movie.
Ong Bak 3 : The Final Battle
(Yes, I know it's a bit tad late for us to watch it and it was Gulahati choice)
For start, I did not watch the first and second installation of the movie. But he convinced me that it's not like Twilight Saga and I don't have to watch the first and second to understand the third one. So I just agreed and watched it. First 20 minutes was okay as all the martial arts jumping and clenching fists got my adrenaline pumping. But then it starts to bug me out as trying to read the subtitles (I don't speak Thailand) at the same time trying to watch the movie is like trying to rap and drink water through your nostrils.
Trust me, the movie was boring. But I stayed up along the movie until it finishes. As I turned my head, Gulahati was sleeping.
Yes, sleeping.
Hate it when guys sleep during a movie when it starts to get a bit boring. I myself, would stay and watch until the movie finishes in order to make sure the money I paid for the tickets are worth it. But oh guys, they don't seem to value things as much as we girls do.
After movie, we got bored so we went shopping!
Okay probably the exclamation ( ! ) mark sounds a bit exaggerating as we only bought one item after walking aimlessly for an hour.
Gulahati wanted to buy a hat.
Then we stumbled across some super-cool looking hats at Wild Channel. I am not, by nature, a hat person, but I wish with all my heart that I was, but they just don't look right on me. But Gulahati, on the other hand, found a few that I really liked (and he did, too, once I told him that he looked good in them, powers of persuasion). The ones we were so attracted to were fedoras, the hat you think of when you think of Frank Sinatra.
Love, love, love it.
I like the fedora of the 1940s-50s best, especially since the 1970s-80s brought the longer-brimmed one that you often see paired with a zoot suit and a feather in the band. This is a throwback from the 1920s "gangster/mafia" fedora.
I like the fedora of the 1940s-50s best, especially since the 1970s-80s brought the longer-brimmed one that you often see paired with a zoot suit and a feather in the band. This is a throwback from the 1920s "gangster/mafia" fedora.
After browsing the shelves, Gulahati tried several on that he really liked, and bought one yesterday.
Here he is, the man in the dark-grey-almost black one I got for him.
He is so going to kill me for this candid picture.
So Jason Derulo-lah!
(an inside joke only he understands)
After bored of walking aimlessly again, we went for a potato snack : Ireland Potatoes. A small barrel of potatoes which cost RM 8.80. Expensive to me, but heck it was delicious. Order the ones with Honey Mustard dressing, but someone so brilliant, Gulahati decided to add chili sauce and I ended up fuming my tongue with a burning-sensation.
We catched another movie again after that, and for the sake of supporting our local film, we watched Mantra. It wasn't scary, actually but it did managed to keep me awake a few times last night at wee-hours of the morning.
Now I am cracking my back as I type this.
After movie we went to Meru, Klang for the best Chicken-Soto proclaimed by Gulahati.
As who don't have a clue what's Chicken-Soto, it's erm...cubes of rice, with fried rice-noodles, chicken floss and chicken soup?
Haha, I don't know if my explanation is even right. But yes, it was awesome-ly tasty! The soup is very clear, non-gravy like but the taste was, well you have to try it then you have a clue what I'm talking about. Forget to take picture of it.
Okay enough of babbling, I shall go eat my super-late-lunch now.
Have a great week ahead people.
Sidenotes:
All this dieting, made me less craving for meals. Hungry yet I just couldn't force food down my throat.
Oh hope I wake up skinny tomorrow and the days to come.
