Yesterday mom and I went to town and parked outside the fairmont, the hotel previously known as the westin stamford, (kind of like _____, the artist formerly known as prince. =.=) was a blue ferrari. In all honesty, it did not look like a ferrari at all. It looked like any ordinary car. And I was telling mom that it was strange that the ferrari was blue, since they are usually red, yellow or black. mom concluded that it probably belonged to some old dude who was trying to be young but not too young, and flashy, but not too flashy. so he ended up with an old man-ish blue ferrari.
mom and i had an excellent lunch of hokkien mee and beef hor fun. :) good stuff.
i’m feeling stinky, disgusting, oily. but as a side note, prince caspian is gorgeous.
