First off, I found out that the Havaianas in the previous post isn't mine. I've felt something wrong cause there was someone playing socce and I remembered nothing to do with Soccer. Haha. I forgot how mine looked so I took one and anyhow buang. I cannot find mine on it. Haha.
This is the actual one. I'm so scared the print will come off lor! Then stuck at my sole. ARGH!
Anyway, I got back my report book, my class position is a whooping 20! Haha. Hey its the highest I've got! Lol. I know I know. Its pathetic. But! Its still an improvement right? Go Darren! Haha.
Anyway, I got back my report book, my class position is a whooping 20! Haha. Hey its the highest I've got! Lol. I know I know. Its pathetic. But! Its still an improvement right? Go Darren! Haha.
Anyway, I'm going to send the peeps going to Hong Kong off at the Airport.
Having dinner at Astons later.
Edit:
The food quality dropped lor. Just because a fucking television show interviewed them. My cousin got her steak well done instead of medium lor. And I think my chicken chop is really char grilled. The whole thing like dropped into the charcoal and its like overcooked. WTF. Did I mention the corn on cob? Its like a disaster. Its tasteless, not juicy and worst of all, it tastes bad lor. All this at a waiting time of 50 minutes. Very not worth it lor. The previous time eating it was way better. Now the chicken shrank. Like the size of my palms. I was supposed to be the size of my feet sole. ARGH. I hate it when a television show interviews them and their business becomes good and the food standard drops. BOO! So I decided to cancel away the 'Can't Wait!' part.
Therefore, Astons = BADBADBAD.
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