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Posted by Wednesday 4 January 2012 13:15 with 0 notes | add more notes

Since I was a kid, I love eating weird style of meal, which my aunt and my brother called 'cat food'. No, it's not whiskers, it's merely rice with shredded fried fish or shredded fried egg with sweet soy sauce. 

And well, lately my brother said a few times that I do eat like a cat though. Let me recall those conversations I had with him.

# Conversation 1:
Me: "I think I can eat tuna, luncheon, rice, and spicy shredded chicken everyday."
Brother: "You eat like a homeless cat."
Me: ".....seriously?"

# Conversation 2:
Me: "How about if we put this spicy canned tuna into the fried noodles?"
Brother: "Please don't eat like a cat."
Me: "*close the can and put it inside the fridge*"

# Conversation 3:
Me: "Okay, we've put the shredded chicken into the fried rice right? How about tuna?"
Brother: "Hmm, okay"
*while eating*
Brother: "Geez seriously it looks like a cat food *staring at the plate*"
Me: "*munching happily* I don't care as long as it tastes good, and it does taste good."

Those are my epic conversations with my brother. Funny, eh?

My friends said that my face looks like a cat. I have 5 dimples on my face, thus when I smile or laugh those dimples will form whiskers. Not only that, my eyes resemble cat's eyes as well. Oh and don't forget my cat-like grin. Seriously it's making me think that I do resemble a cat. Even my best friend said that my attitude does resemble one. She said that cats look quiet, and calm, but when people touch or annoy them, they better get ready to face those claws, which.... similar like me. Well, to be honest, that surprises me. A lot.



*yaaaaawn*


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