Friday, March 30, 2007
Grown Up?
I was supposed to blog 45 mins ago. Blog about how my mum still treats me like a kid when I'm hitting 23 next month and I had completed by army. The story goes like this:
I was out with my parents for lunch. My dad then tookaway Laska for my sister, who will only reach home at 7pm. Since my sis is going to have her Laska at 7 plus pm, the gravy need to be separated from the noodles, but it was not. So my dad dropped me home first while he and mum go jalan jalan. My mum asked if I know how to separate the gravy from the noodles. I was like," of course"
So I walked to the lift thinking why do my mum still treat me as a kid.
Once I got home, i started pouring the gravy out. If you people think that I did not manage to do it, you're wrong. I managed to do it k. Nicely done. Gravy in a bowl while noodles in the other. Still very proud of it, thinking that I must really blog about it. Then I thought it will look nicer with the two bowls placed side by side, so I shifted the bowl with noodles towards the bowl the gravy.
NEXT! I actually overturned the bowl with gravy.
So damn freaking cool. Laska's gravy waterfall... GUSHING from the table top to the kitchen floor, flowing through the gap of the kitchen's tiles. I was shocked. Standing there admiring the magnificent sight for half a min. Seriously I don't know what to do.
Things got really complicated. It took me another 5 minutes to figure out what I should do. Damn man! Luckily got some rags in the kitchen. So i just cleared the gravy first. But then for some unknown reasons, my sole of my feet are oily and I had been walking around the kitchen to find those rags. So now the kitchen floor was all oily. My mum is really very particular about cleanliness and I know the oily floor will drive her crazy.
The only thing I saw that could remove oil is the hand wash. And I thought since the Laska is oily, I should put more soap. After 15 minutes of washing, the floor now feel soapy, not oily. Haiz... WTF man. So I got more water and ended up washing the whole the kitchen.
Stupid but yet funny.
Waiting for the floor to get dry now. Think my sis got to eat something else for her dinner.
2:58 PM;
my story
