As most of you should've known by now, i'm having a craving for tissue prata (for at least a month already) and so yesterday after the movie with Eugene and Neighbour (we caught Across the Universe), we headed off to Simpang to meet Nigel and SiRong.

Okay, maybe me and Jo headed to meet them, Eugene, as he claims, got dragged along by me.

There, happily, contented and very much excited, i ordered the prata. And almost as if it's a joke, the guys all ordered the same dish. Just when we were done, THE INDIAN UNCLE SAID NO STOCK.

Argh. While the guys were stifling their laughter, i was like mentally rolling on a grassy patch. Sigh. Still, was funny, relating how my giant lolipop cracked the other day and the comment Eugene made which while innocent in meaning, sounded really, really wrong.

Me(upset): The lolipop's cracked and has a bump

Eugene: Since there's a bump, just lick the head and make it go down

Left before the guys managed to do any grocery shopping (thank goodiness) and cabbed home with Joey as i promised Mumsy that i'll be home by 1am. Mumsy was pretty mad since i've been out everyday the past 3 weeks except for on New Year's Day (and that's only because i cancelled plans to stay home) and have been home late without giving any prior notice.

Still, oh well, Changi prata at 2am anyone ?