Random mid-week holidays celebrating a festival that has nothing to do with you.
Today started with a knock on my bedroom door at 8.30am, waking us up for dimsum. 3 hours of studying (plus a new episode of the Originals) and then lunch at a restaurant which profit goes to a foundation for Down's Syndrome patients. Funny how everyone who dines there can be so patient and tolerant, not throwing puzzled looks when they had to repeat their orders 3 times and remind the waiters continuously to get that sambal they ask for. Funny how we are so much nicer to disabled people, but we can't comprehend to even fake half of that niceness towards normal people.
The famous cendol stall was closed today, so we ended up having tau fu fa for dessert. Came home, and left again to get my tickets back to KL and to buy our weekly supply of fruits. Did some reading on cell injury, showered, did the laundry, and had dinner prepared by my favourite chef in the world. She made us the best shrimps and onion omelette and sauteed button mushrooms in an excessive amount of garlic, alongside lobak all the way from Penang.
Helped with the dishes and took my siblings to their tuition classes. Strolled in the Pasar Malam, popping kaya balls into our mouths, as we waited for time to past, and bought home popiah and kuihs.
Had our usual family laundry session when we got back, carefully making sure that nobody steps on Hershey.
Realised how fun it is, to let everyone else decide on what and where to eat, having every meal turn into a pleasant surprise.
February challenge (add-on): Let others decide on meals.
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