my people, my people

okay so there're many different breeds of the CHN people. you have the banana-ish kentangs, the lao-tu cheenas, and the well balanced in-betweens like me, rooted yet exposed. hahaha.

here's a story of a cheena chinese couple:

boy meets girl at the china black discotheque.
boy has a chipped front tooth, slightly stained with hun-ki smoke and too much kopi-o.
girl has a really deep dimple on her right cheek, and very thick black hair parted at the middle.

boy and girl pak-tor by going to the movies and collecting popcorn boxes every weekend. they have enough to fill up an entire shelf now. boy loves to croon love song duets and romantic mandopop hits to girl at karaoke clubs. girl loves to buy matching qing lu zhuang couple tee-shirts for the both of them and then pose in front of the camera with a ke ai hand sign.

after many years of petty breakups and patchbacks soon after, they finally decide to jie hun and hold their wedding banquet at a chinese restaurant known as New Treasure City. Music from shi er nu sheng fills the atmosphere; aunties with shiny plastic bra straps holding up saggy boobs and dainty sweet-looking malaysian accented girls fill the seats. everyone seems happy with salted peanuts on the lazy susan, and bio at the cheongsam clad waitresses with visible loose threads at their dress hems and obvious skin-coloured stockings showing at their dress silts.

the dinner at the hotel royal @ queen was supposed to commence at 7pm but the first dish fanfare did not begin until 9pm. the chinese suck big time at punctuality.

so you ask, how's the food?
atypical of chinese drama serials, the story will continue at the next episode. (because i'm tired lah :p)
/xia ci zai jian.