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Saturday, April 29, 2006

If there is such a word for it.

Today of all days, it was a super duper nice day to sleep in. But I was rudely woken up by my beloved daddy who took the opportunity of 'no transport' to force me to do marketing with him. There begins a series of....

"This vege is not good. Cannot keep" or
"This fish may be cheap but taste the same as the expensive one" or
"Vege cannot be kept for more than x no of days" or
"Look at the content of the things you buy, they may contain more sugar than you actually need" or
"This vitamins is good for you. You should take it daily"


I wonder will this continue until to the day I start moving out of the house. I'm pretty sure soon he will start to wake me and give me cooking lessons.