DISCLAIMER: IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SUFFOCATED WITH AN ONSLAUGHT OF EMO(TIONAL) RANTS FROM THE UGLY, VULGAR, MOODY SIDE OF MELISSA, PLEASE DON'T READ ON. KTHNX.
Okay, so I suppose you (yes, you) have decided to continue reading on.
Well, you've been warned.
So the whole of today I've been in a pissy mood.
Yeah Melissa the 'emo kid' had made a comeback.
I woke up tired and didn't even want to give proper replies to anyone.
I just wanted to be all alone.
In silence.
With no one to tell me stuff I don't give a flying f**k about.
(See, I told you my vulgar side has prevailed.)
Anyway, I went for mass in church and that made me feel a bit better.
After that, I got home and dyed my hair (supposed to be medium golden brown, but the change ain't obvious. BLOODY DYES!) and went online for a while.
Talked to WW and Ros.
My mood was pretty good then.
For dinner, my dad decided to bring my mom and me to that Hong Kong Cafe we had been to a while ago.
When we got there, this woman sitting in a table next to us just gave me this look.
That kind that makes you want to slap her.
That sort of 'omg-look-at-me-I'm-so-much-better-than-you' look.
I don't know what the hell I did for her to look at me that way.
But I just gave random glares back.
(I'm pretty pro in that sorta shit. I'm not proud.)
I thanked God when they switched tables for us and we got to sit inside. Far away from that douchebag.
Anyway, Mom had been going on and on about how I should lose weight and yeah, she's pretty obsessed with going to the gym and eating healthy.
(I put on weight the time my parents weren't around so I guess I should lose some.)
So anyway, I (unhappily) had to order some lame unshiok shit.
I got Seafood Chowder and a polo bun.
I thought the chowder (which was $4.80) would be quite filling but when the bowl came, I was like 'F**king hell! Bloody rip off!'
It was as large as the bowls that they give you at other restaurants for the soup that comes with the set meals!
The pieces of 'seafood' were so bloody tiny.
Hell, they weren't even pieces, they were more like bits.
The polo bun was good. That was the only saving grace.
It was only 90 cents.
Like WTF right?
So then I ordered a drink. It was supposed to be some ice blended mango shit with bits of pomelo and mango. The picture made it look promising.
3 bucks.
It sucked.
I had to dig (for long periods of time, mind you) for minute bits of mango and it was such a rip off.
There was more ice and (very probably) mango essence than anything else.
Might as well buy bubble tea right?!
Oh, talking about bubble tea, I got this Honeydew and Sago dessert in a bubble tea cup that day at Tampines MRT.
It was damn good.
And it was $1.50.
At the end of the meal, my parents and I were like 'Such a rip off. We shan't go there anymore...maybe only for the polo bun.'
Honestly, that cafe gets a whole lot of publicity from the media and all that but it's seriously too expensive.
Some of the food there is good, but the rest are really average.
And the prices, whoa, don't go there when you don't want to burn a hole in your pocket.
Enough about food.
Right now, my knee hurts like hell and I'm having a fever (again).
Gahhh.
Add that on to the weirdass fatigue spells I've been getting.
I'll still do some of my maths, though.
I realise I've been slacking off a whole week.
That ain't good.
So I shall stop my rant here.
I hope tomorrow would be a better day.
*thinks happy thoughts*
YES, IT WILL.