Ice-cream

One of my readers (Koyuuken) insists that I write more about my personal life though I personally feel that these few months are hardly the most exciting times of my life given the exams lurking around the corner.

But let me oblige anyway.

Yesterday afternoon, a few of my coursemates came over for a little group study which explains all the paper on my living room table.

We were all pretending quite hard to be busy until we heard a music-box-like sound.

It was the ice-cream truck passing by my quiet London neighbourhood!!!

Every one of us rushed out to buy ourselves some ice-cream. It was unsurprisingly surrounded by little kids who were dying to have some ice-cream but probably had no money from their parents.

I looked at them for a while and considered buying them a cone each.

Then I remembered that I was still yet to repay the bank loan that I had taken out days before just to buy my expensive RM 14 highlighter.Notice that the ice-cream truck was escorted by a couple of ambulances. My guess is that they're probably there in case people hurt themselves rushing to buy ice-cream... or in case people eat so much ice-cream till they go into shock.

You can imagine the surprise of the ice-cream man when his target market (children) just stood by not buying anything from him while "big 21-year old babies" like us ran towards him with money to buy up his ice-cream!It was a refreshing moment. I thought about how it was like when we were little and wished we could buy more ice-cream but our parents just wouldn't allow it.

And here we stood in front of the ice-cream truck many years later with money in our pockets to buy enough ice-cream to last us a year.

Yes.... it wasn't a very productive group study at all considering that everyone took their own time finishing their ice-cream.

However... when you put Hasan and ice-cream together... accidents happen.

Hasan with his chubby butter-fingers somehow managed to find a way to 'accidentally' drop his ice-cream on our notes.TIP: If you're ever with Hasan and he buys ice-cream. DON'T LET HIM HOLD IT. HOLD IT FOR HIM AND FEED HIM OR HE WILL DROP IT ON YOU!

But yet managed to pick it up again to finish it (it's a sin to waste ice-cream and a respectable Middle-Eastern man like Hasan knows better than to commit that sin!). Ending that very unproductive day... I headed over for my HELP Institute A-level Class of 2002/2003 reunion steamboat dinner with my buddies.
(HAH KOYUUKEN!! TOLD YOU THAT I'LL ALSO HAVE STEAMBOAT)

At the dinner, I learnt of something that I will now explain.

Please take a good look at this young hemsem man here.

Ladies... this man is single... and he makes the most delicious Banana Crumble you tongue has ever set foot on.

His name is Shaun.... but that's not important! What's important is his Banana CRUMBLE gets your tongue to reach multiple-orgasms!

I am NOT KIDDING!

So if you ever see Shaun on the street.... say Hi to him... and beg him for his phone number!

It IS worth the begging... trust Boss Stewie.