Today was a very emotional day for my mother, because she was cheated of twenty cents. She wanted to complain to the president of Shing Song, but I didn't let her.
Ok, so the day started off with my brother going off to get some scholarship or something and he's getting pocket money. So, he brags and brags about how he's gonna get about $1000 and how he's gonna buy a PSP. Ya, and I'm Janice Dickinson. I mean, my parents won't even let him buy one. Ha! And he bragged about how the graphics of his non-existent PSP are so much better than my century-old Gameboy Advance. DUH! I mean, at least I don't have to imagine that I'm playing a Portable Gaming Device.
OK, that afternoon, my mother and I went to Loyang Point and guess who we met?! I didn't! We met my mother's long-lost classmate from secondary school. I don't really know which school my mother comes from. And I was really really shocked when I saw her. She was wearing ho-style clothes. So, I didn't salam her, then my mother had the audacity to say, "Eh, you never salam?". It was like salam-ing a malay version of Janice Dickinson. She looked like Janice Dickinson too. But I didn't say that she was a ho, I just said she had ho-style clothes. She, apparently, owns this spa or something and forces my mother, in an aggresive tone, to go to the spa. Then, she bragged that she was featured in some unknown magazine, like those free community magazines you get when you open the mailbox and you swore you never subscribed and you have the urge to throw it in the dustbin. Then she forced my mother, in an aggresive tone, to read the magazine, even though I know that we already used it for a bonfire.
Sing Song! Ok, I seriously don't know how to spell the name of the shop. Well, If you don't know, Sheng Song is the place where drama takes place. My mother had the urge to buy those carton drinks in those boxes. Unfortunately, she bought in in those packet drinks that costs 60 cents. She wanted to buy the carton pack, which contains 6x4x4 packet drinks (6 packets in one large packet, four large packets in a box). Get it? No? Good. OK, so we asked the Sing Shong person and they said that the 6x4x4 carton is out of stock but he said that we can buy four 6x4 packets. So my mother did. We bought other stuff, and went to the counter, and that's where drama begins. When the packets of drinks were scanned, my mother asked the cashier if it's really the price of the 6x4x4 pack. Apparently, the cashier does not understand English. Panic soon arrives. After the scanning, my mother checked the receipt and forced me to go to the drinks section and check out the price of one 6x4x4 pack. So, it was 20 cents cheaper than buying four 6x4 packs. My mother told me that she was cheated. Ya, of 20 cents. She wanted to go back inside and wanted to complain but I told her that I'll pay the 20 cents, just to make her happy. I hate going to Loyang Point.