My mom never allowed me to buy streetfood. No to barbeques, to iced cold sago't gulaman, or fishballs. She says I might get Hepatitis. I feel envious whenever I see my classmates who would flock around a vendor buying fishballs, scramble (that pink drink with Brown Cow), and other streetfood. We are not from the high society, but my mom is just too careful and I am glad she is because diseases are fatal, and not alot of people are aware.
I was invited to an event last Wednesday in Diamond Hotel but I just had to decline because of bad weather and schedule conflict. My PR contact is kind enough to share with me the information so I am publishing this for everyone's awareness.
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