Mornings are not Me

Waiting for the show to begin. L-R : Me, Lea, Ann, Presy

6am Sunday 30th September
Phone ringing sound

Me: " Hello...."
Presy: "Good morning!!! wakey wakey!!!"
Me: "Ughh... why so early...ughhhh..."

I am not a morning person, but being the dedicated individual who holds herself to her words, I made it to the bus at 6.30am, to take a trip allllll the way to Tsim Sui Wai. It was the church feast day, and I had promised them I would be there.

Looking sleepy *cough* I mean bright eyed and bushy tailed.

I had Ann to escort me from the bus station in Shatin all the way there, or else I would probably have gotten lost/fallen asleep and miss my stop. All in all, the show was ok. The kids were cute, the egg tart pillow even cuter. I was sitting there, minding my own business, when this kid runs across the stage with the cutest egg tart pillow and a chicken drumstick pillow! I sat up instantly and plotted on how to steal it from him. But I couldn't find the kid, so the pillows were not mine to take. :(

Don't look at me, I don't understand cantonese. *act dumb*

I will need to find the pillows to make my life a bit more comfortable here.

At the Font. They do things with Feng Shui in mind here.

I called Miss Lamby today, and told her I saw the cutest thing that I wanted to buy. She asked me if she would like it too, and I said yes.

Miss Lamby: " Oooohhhh, you are going to get me a SPIDER PIG!!!! =D"
Me: " No, I want to get an egg tart pillow"
Miss Lamby: " But I want a spider pig, spider pig is so cute!"
Me: " I think the egg tart pillow is better."
Miss Lamby: " Jie, I want spider piggggg"

Gah! The sad thing is, she will get her spider pig. Why am I such a softie?