shawping spreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee`

Woke up vair vair late today. Nah, late to me. 11 pm. YEAHHUUUUU!

Then I have enough time to dress up to follow Mom to go to NTUC Bedok Inter to do her grocery shopping and make my new specs! :D

AHH I shouldn't miss out anything here cos I have vair vair amusant incidents to blog.

#1: Stepped out from the NTUC with a truckload worth of NTUC goodies that are totally implausible for both Mom and I to carry.
So we made use of Baby Bro's pram and load 3/4 of the things at the back of his pram, resulting in overloading of stuffs but.. Mom and I closed one eye about it.
And the climax is here.
When we went to POSB to deposit Mom's money, I bent down to Baby Bro and kissed him- without realising that I actually had added more pressure onto one side of the pram which was overloaded and......... BOOM. Chey. The pram was OVERTURNED, with BABY BRO INSIDE IT. You could have looked at his face expression, how freaking shocked he was because he was 90 degrees backwards. I thought there was nothing else more embarassing than this overturning thing. I could have run away and never come back to POSB.

#2: The embarassing drama was over. Here comes a guy in early 20s approaching us for donation. Apparently he is a volunteer at Masjid Al-Ansar, so after the pitching (DAYMN YOU I'M 21 PTE LTD), Mom was like, "Okaylah." then she donated 2 bucks.
And the guy looked at me and began a convo with Mom.

Guy: Ni anak awak eh? (Is this your daughter?)
Mom: A'ah. (Ya)
Guy: Dah kahwin ke belum? (Is your daughter married?)
Mom: Dahhhh... dah kahwin dah.. (Ya.. she's already married)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At this point of time NOTHING is more humiliating than your mother telling a guy that your 17-year-old daughter is ALREADY married!
I was concerned about the impression that the guy will have about me, like.. thinking that I had a shotgun marriage or something? OMG. So I bombarded Mom with questions. "Why you say to him I'm married?!" and she said, "So that he won't flirt with you any further." Okay this time I really wanna shoot myself in the head.

#3: The overloaded pram overturned 3 times today.

#4: After we alighted from bus 17, Mom didn't realise that her kangkong (VEGETABLE, YOU HALF-WIT) slipped out from one of the plastic bags. It was lying limpily (vocab?) on the road, until this one Springfield guy wearing LONG PANTS, thank you, who was behind her picked up the vege and was smiling and smiling and looked at me and then gave it to Mom. This time I was plagued with a major amount of embarassment. Did I mention that he's freaking hot? And Mom was like, paiseh paiseh and laughing laughing. Mom, the old flirt.

Not counting the times where I was struggling between carrying the groceries and replying to Di's sms. I could just slaughter him on the spot.

I'm never gonna do any grocery shopping with Mom anymore, considering I wore such glam-glam outfit today and had to put up with an endless list of embarassing moments.