Ping Pong, anyone?

Went to KL.

...

...

...Yes, again. (-_-")

My dad’s house, just to be exact.

Dad bought us some Briyani Rive at an Arabic restaurant call “Saba Restoran” that he likes to go.



One word. Delicious~

That night, dad went out to play ping pong,





Just like every night or day.

But that night was a lil different,

A little different as in, having me n my bro there to see him play.



I was the only girl there.

But the uncles were friendly.

I got to eat dadih too~haha <3

It was really fun to watch them play.

I wish I could play like my dad someday,

or maybe not.









Cause I’m just that lazy.(lol~)



Love you much Dad!^^

Oh! and bro too! haha~