Amy the Creampuff

So I have the most diva little brother ever. Since we were alone at home this morning, I made him scrambled eggs. Well, the scrambled part wasn't planned; it just happened.

Bro: Why isit scrambled?
Raf: Do I look like an oracle to you? I dunno!
Bro: But you made it
Raf: OMG! Suck it up and eat, its all the same!!!

Bro: Oh no did you sneeze in my eggs?
Raf: Yah I have a cold, hello
Raf: My mucus is your mucus anyway
Raf: We're related by blood lah.. So its okay..
Bro: But I don't eat my mucus

I know right, this is what I have to DEAL with in place of gratitude for my kind acts. So anyway, my mucus-eggs proved unsatisfactory so I had another breakfast with Daz at Tampinesland. And guess what, Food Culture at Century Square now has YONG TAU FU!!! (*Attention: Faye!*)

Daz: Wow, all your Yong Tau Fu things are fried stuff! Tak maintain seh..
Raf: Hehe I know rightz



Yeah, colour me sambal! Breakfasts at Tampinesland will never be the same again! Daz and me had our usual philosophical debates over donuts and cream puffs.

Raf: Then some friends said, she's very 'muka-sombong'
Daz: Omg sianz, that's such a malay concept
Raf: Yahhh 'muka-sombong', like what does that even mean?
Daz: I know right..
Raf: Like her other body parts, are comparably friendlier than her face ah?
Daz: Hehe yeah like, "Oh, dia muka-sombong, tapi badan dia peramah!"