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thiangie! check out the latest facebook group i joined!

 

 

the members as of today:

 

 

and the mastermind behind this brilliant group?

 

 

there you have it.

 

for the clueless, it all started with lunch after the media research methods examination on friday.

 

us girls headed to some chinese place along the stretch of road where ala-meen is located (i’m not good with chinese names) and there, we decided to order some dishes to go along with white rice (for the girls) and my mee-goreng.

 

and so, we were deliberating the choice of vegetables.  

 

kimo, shyanne and me wanted sambal kangkong (YUM!) while the thiang, (the outcast as usual ) wanted stir-fried kailan with onion (YUCKS!). 

 

while we desperately tried to persuade her to develop a liking for the Yummiest-Vege-In-The-World aka. sambal kangkong, she pushed us all away, insisting on the Non-Crowd-Favourite stirfried kailan, going to the extent of forcing me (gasp!), ME!! to share her order of kailan.

 

 

and being the very nice friend that i am, i agreed.

 

and because sambal kangkong is the Yummiest-Vege-In-The-World, it naturally came first.

the trio tucked in immediately, while thiang grudgingly nudged the Yummiest-Vege-In-The-World with her fork, after which she picked up the tiniest portion possible, dumping it all on her plate, and nipping at it.

 

she then declared that it tasted, i quote in her words, "空空的".

for the chinese-illiterate and singlish-orientated,  it basically means, "empty empty one".

for the slightly more normal group who speak english but can’t utter a word of decent chinese, it means "it’s hollow!".  

 

and the trio was outraged! (naturally, because how could she claim the Yummiest-Vege-In-The-World tasted like it was hollow!)

 

so we urged thiang to lift more portions of the Yummiest-Vege-In-The-World onto her plate, which she did, only to tell us once more that, "还是空空的！"

 

obviously, this girl did not know how to appreciate fine cuisine.

we thereupon ignored her, until …

 

her order of STIR-FRIED KAILAN WITH ONIONS arrived, and true to its name, it came with sprinklings of, no, i would say lashings of onions, chopped to not-such-a-small size.

 

*makes the nastiest face you can ever think of*

 

and while we three shot looks of suspicion at the Non-Crowd-Favourite, thiang immediately poked those dangerous-looking, nastily-thick-stemmed greens with her fork, devouring them with a look of euphoria.

 

 

we were all puzzled.

 

how could a girl of her size (petite, i mean. ) polish off half the plate of the Non-Crowd-Favourite and the we decided, Yuckiest-Vege-In-The-World without feeling a thing?

 

our question was then answered when she excused herself from the table, citing reasons that she, once again, i quote her, "needed to go shit".

 

ahh… no wonder!

so the Yuckiest-Vege-In-The-World had an adverse effect on the human body afterall!

 

after she left to do her business in the toilet which was unfortunately, very badly-positioned, (beside our table in fact) we all looked at the plate of the Yuckiest-Vege-In-The-World in disdain, at the same time, wondering who was going to finish it now that thiang had left to empty her bowels.

 

then came along Neng, the human companion of thiang, and also, i quote her once again, "a very good sucker". 

 

i assume he’s a good sucker of food ( as in, slurping up food) and not anything else you dirty-minded people might be imagining.

 

the delighted us then pushed the half-finished plate of the Yuckiest-Vege-In-The-World to Neng, and the unassuming him finished it. (but of course, since he’s such a "good sucker". )

 

of course, we did not manage to find out if Neng suffered from a fate as hellish as thiang’s (afterall, she had entered the toilet groaning and clutching her tummy).

 

that, will be revealed to us by thiang, if she manages to finish reading this entry without rushing out of her home to murder me.

 

 

and this spells the end of this otherwise useless entry, conjured up by me just to kill the boredom accumulated from hours of studying for advertising.

 

it is however, not the end of the very-aptly-named "We hate green thick-stalked (shy! you forgot the hyphen! ) vegetables" group.

 

so if you harbor a hate for "kailan, baby kailan and bok choy", one that’s as deeps as ours, we warmly welcome you to join the group, and combine forces to wipe them out from the face of this earth.

 

of course, we know someone who’s never going to be a member of this highly-prestigious and elite group.

 

*coughs* thiang *coughs*.