i felt zestful. Taking every episode slow, means enjoying, it's like eating, taking every bite slow, enjoying (and at the end of the meal always get mocked).... digesting, wishing i could fast forward a couple of years so that i could get all the medical jargons right. yeah, as if it is so guaranteed that i will get into a med school.
Then, today afternoon, Mum was offering a treat for my favourite dessert ever, Cendol Pulut Tapai (CPT). i acknowledged it was for my satisfactory MUET result and off we went, only to get disappointed that the stall was closed for service and did make me sighed a long sigh. The Pak Cik always disappointed me. Whenever i was coming back for a break, i never missed a chance to pay a visit and indulge in that superb delicious mouth-watering freezy chilly tasty CPT. Okay, If he was like has physical problems, that's totally understandable but i'm upset that nobody's going to able to satisfy my craving except his CPT with his uniquely secret recipe. i could have do three bowls today because it was a one finely typical day in tropical Malaysia. One costed like around RM1-2 and he could have set the price at 4 or 5 and i don't mind because of the quality. i bet that all the Kota Bharu-ians are familiar with the location, which is a modestly ramshackle hawker stall besides Golden Leaf Restaurant at Jalan 'something' which has a Malay Restaurant serving Nasi Kukus across the street. But hey, don't look down on its inferior appearance, they serve world bestest dessert ever! So, again, i was let down today but it is totally pardonable because good things do not come easily. Still, i am craving for it so badly!
i better start off with my Mathematics since i'm so in the study mood. Whee. House's next!
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