OMG please please remind me never to eat mushrooms from Marche ever again. The taste and smell of it left me feeling nauseous hours after eating it. It's been too long a time since I last went there, and I forgot how much I hate hate hate the mushrooms there. Argh =x Sick taste. I grumbled about how stupid I am, always choosing the wrong thing to eat, and wy said 'everything must try ma!' Lol that's the problem with me, try try try everything, sure tio some awful things.. Now in ice-cream flavours I tend to go back to old chocolatey favourites after trying flavour after flavour. The testing of flavours doesn't work for me! I mean, it's so small, so hard to taste, and you can't judge the effect of eating much of it.

Anyway, next time at Marche I'll just stick to the rosti and sausages and steer clear of the mushhhrooms.

Haha something new I tried last night turned out to be ok, at least. Chang beer, which only goes for $1.94 per can. Why not try? I'm hardly a beer connoisseur, but it was drinkable =)

I think from now on I'll be a little auntie and miserly, wanna make sure I have enough money to go to the land of dragon people - Vietnam! Can't wait to travel to a foreign land and soak in all the different sights and sounds it has to offer =)

Haha hmm but my passport is locked up in my parents' safe and the tyrant at home doesn't want me to go. "It's a developing country, so dangeous, later get robbed, raped, kidnapped'. Even my mum doesn't like it if I go. They're just downright ridiculously paranoid and possessive. In the past the reasons for not allowing me to go on a cruise with friends is that I shouldn't go with friends, if I want to go, I should go with parents. I shall hold back the urge to say the F word. If you wanna be that paranoid, nowhere is safe in this world, and you may as well go and die. And if you wanna be that possessive, you'll just end up driving away the very thing you seek to keep.

To be accomplished by May : get my mum to get my passport out. And nicely convince her to agree with me going.