Once arrived, we (Khalilah, Lily, Karl - our musyrif - and me) went to a restaurant called Maxim for dinner. I would rate the restaurant 3 out of 5 stars. 1 star was deducted because the waiter was...in a way...rude. Maybe he thought he was being...I dunno...culture-wise? Smart? But if he was, he wouldn't greet us with 'Ni hao'. Yes, I know we get that all the time, but it doesn't mean I hate it even less. No, I do not have anything against Chinese, I just hate how they couldn't differentiate between a Chinese and Malaysian. That other 1 star was because our food came late - but it's not exactly a fast food restaurant, so there's nothing much I could do about that.
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| Ze food we ordered |
Spent the rest of the night basically just hanging out with them (some of the guys who didn't play DOTA came).
The next day, after going to Mahattah (read: station), we made kek batik, while Lily made 'kuah kacang'. We were still full after eating at Shuk's house (chicken rice and steamboat :D) so we ate them for breakfast instead.
Why the heck do I write in a very detailed way? -__-
Anyway, I learned to play guitar with Lily, and hurt my fingers in the process. It's supposed to hurt if you were a beginner, right? At least I could (almost) play two songs already. The first one is Romanza - or something - and the other one is Giving Up by Ingrid Michaelson. It makes me want to buy guitar even more. Already asked mum if I could, and she said yes, as long as I don't forget my studies. Yay! Maybe I could work on my tone deafness after that. Haha.
Wish me luck :)
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