Beautiful.Mind.Life

Right after work, I headed to the bazaar located at the central of Chukai town in Kemaman. It took me almost an hour to reach there, thanks to the heavy traffic at the bridge near my work place (thank you Mr. MB for your concern).

My wife was already waiting for me there after she finished her tasks with the banks. We had a brief walk around the bazaar. We got ourselves some junk food and a half of honey roasted chicken as our main course.

Exactly RM28 spent. I really feel it was such a waste when we had our break-fast at 1916 hours. Nothing tasted as good as its look. RM28 can get me few kilos of bloated fish (translation for ikan kembung, by AA once ago), a kilo or two of fresh meat and probably a whole chicken, which equals to almost a week buka puasa supplies. Putting it in other way, I have actually spent the whole week’s supplies expenditure for a one time buka puasa.

The day before yesterday, we spent RM50 for Pizza Hut. I didn’t feel bad at all.

I have a policy of no matter how expensive a food is, as long as it tastes good, I won’t mind. What pissed me off just now was those people who sells craps and bullshits for living.

Bila tanya, semua claim sedap. Fools.