As I love books, this was a great time to get all my favourite books, although I would reserve the more expensive books for the next MPH Members Sale which members usually get to enjoy discounts of up to 25%.
So here are the books I bought.
As you can see, I love both fiction and non-fiction books, although non-fiction books make up a large part of what I usually read. Oh, I just can't wait to read them! Problem is, I don't know which book to start reading first! Life is tough, isn't it?
While browsing through the books in MPH, I saw this '50+1 Malaysia' book by fellow blogger QuaChee on the shelf among other books promoting Malaysia as a tourist destination. It's a great book so if you do not have a copy, do get one. I've even written a review if you care to read.
Later in the night, I met up with a friend at Old Taste Ipoh White Coffee in SS2 for some chit chat. Old Taste sounds too much like Old Town White Coffee, don't you think? Is that unabashed case of plagiarism or what? Well maybe to Old Town White Coffee, it is a form of flattery.
Anyway, this friend of mine did not know it's my birthday, and so when I told her she said we must get a cake to celebrate. Alas, Old Taste does not sell cakes. Since it's already past 11pm, cake shops nearby like Secret Recipe were already closed. So we decided to stay put at Old Taste and ordered the next best thing - bread with butter and kaya. Haha!
Oops! Totally forgot to make my birthday wish before eating the bread! Well, never mind! It's not a birthday cake anyway.
This must be my very first birthday celebrated with bread, butter and kaya! There were no candles available, otherwise I would have placed them on the bread! Oh, by the way, if you like to make your own kaya, here's the recipe for homemade kaya.
My friend and I talked till past midnight. We chatted on many topics. I really enjoyed talking to her. Then she dropped a bombshell. I was shocked! Utterly shocked! She revealed her past which she had never told anyone before except her own sister.
I wondered why she felt it appropriate to tell me about the skeletons in her closet. Maybe she trusted me? Anyway, she made me promise not to tell anyone about her secret past. Believe it or not, we chit chatted till 3 in the morning! Of course, Old Taste closed at 1 am, so we walked over to the Sri Murni mamak shop nearby to continue our chit chat.
As I learnt about the real person behind my friend, I realised we can never really know a person from the outside. The saying - never judge a book by its cover - had never sounded so true to me at that very moment. There are secrets that we do not want others to know, and some may even guard these secrets with their lives.
How about you? Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
