The whole point of going to Ikea, for Malaysians is not the furniture, but the food. Meatball to be precise. Well, had mine, only the fries and that sweet jam. Funny how among my friends, i"m the only one digging that jam with gravy. Every time it's ikea, it's west coast salad and sweet pastry of Mazarin. Yes, I take in a whole lot of sugar *dizzy*
Then it's off to the second important task, browse for furniture. I love it that every time we walk through Ikea, it'll always led you to dream about wanting a bigger house, nicer, tidier place. I want a small apartment with everyting from Ikea! Yes, I am easily influenced. Browsed through for flip chairs and tables for upcoming roadshows. Man, they're expensive.
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