Same like last year, we went to Balik Pulau to pay a chinese new year call; and ate the must eat Laksa and must drink nutmeg juice.
Next was my father's side, went to our aunty's house; coincidence, all of my cousins also went there too,
that's why the house was like a pasar, said my nephew. All of us were chit-chatting non-stop with each other that made him felt so.
| Tang's dicer |
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I don't wish my holidays end like this, so fast.
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