Oops!! OK..just another short little entry here, to round the nite up with a lighthearted entry. I am on a roll..Humour me..

Dad and I were having dinner at Chinatown on sat, some street side hawker thingy. He was like so insistent on going despite the weather, some foodie huh? Guess I am like him in this aspect,though give me cheesecake and choc truffle anytime. I stuck quite adamantly to my shredded chicken porridge though he wanted to order alot more, and a sweet almond dessert to round it up. I murmured that I was sort of on a diet. He would understand, being more of a gym maniac than me,trying to work off his errmmm spare tyres, though his voracious appetite quite defeats the purpose. Throughout dinner, we were ppl watching. To be specific, checking out babes and for me ,babes and hunks. Everytime both of us are out, we would always keep an eye out for pretty girls. To me, I like looking at pretty girls, the aesthetic part of it,I suppose. Whenever we see one, we would nudge the other, and proceed to comment about her. He would always remark wistfully that it was a pity I was not a boy. That day, I told him that he could do it with his future son-in-law(a bit early eh? I might do a Sumiko Tan for all I know). He asked, won't I be jealous? I said, why would I be, I check out guys too, and girls too, for that matter. Then I reflected, which normal woman wouldnt feel something, seeing her bf or husband ogling other woman. Note to guys, females are contradictory creatures, extremely so. Its okay to look, but please do be discrete and be aware of when the saliva is coming out. ;)