Life as a roti prata (malay food) is usually very short. They might survive the trip to my office, but they'll never live long enough to enjoy the aircon. Apparently, i wasn't away for long enough, because the roti prata uncle recognised me and showed me two fingers. "Two gosong pratas?" his eyes asked. My usual is one egg one gosong, but sometimes i alternate to two gosongs when they haven't cook the egg prata yet. I don't like to wait or miss the rare occurence of phenomenon 91A (my bus to work). Usually they come in variations of 91 not 91A.

I do recall a time, my auntie talked about always going to a hawker stall for a bowl tao huey (beancurd). Then there was once she was waiting for her husband at the hawker center, and she decided to rest her legs by taking up one of the seats. Although she didn't order anything from anyone, the tao huey uncle seeing a regular customer, plopped a bowl of tao huey infront of my auntie. Ah... the dangers of turning life into a routine... My auntie didn't order the tao huey, but it wasn't on the house either.

I had absolutely no idea of the profound effect produced by my post about guys pulling out chairs for girls who didn't realise the guy was doing it. People were suddenly aware that i am pulling out chairs, be it for whatever reasons. I mean... i could well be making episodes of Happy Tree Friends with that chair.

Anyway, i was telling lil` couzin that i hadn't really seen her in person since her courageous haircut. So we agreed to meet up at Holland Village for dinner. Dinner was at NYDC, i managed to reach the table at around the same time as her so i pulled out a chair for her. But she didn't notice and headed for another seat, then she stopped suddenly and gave me a bashful smile. I went like, "Oh... you read my blog."

We had oven-backed rice, mine was Ham and Mushroom rice, hers was... i can't remember the name,... something American rice. It was fabulous, you guys (gals) should try it if you pop down to NYDC.

We went for coffee after dinner. At coffee bean, this time lil` couzin reached the table like way before i did. She was already moving for another seat by the time i reached the table, so i pulled the chair out for myself to sit. But since she mentioned during dinner that a guy should wait for a girl to sit before sitting down himself, so i stood there waiting for her to sit, and she did that stood still bashful smile again. Thing was, i really pulled that chair out for myself...