Me... a supermodel?

I can't believe it. Really can't believe it.

I was "conned".... by my parents... aww...

How come they become so smart?!? ...

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It's a hot sunday. We had just finished our lunch. Mom suggested that we go to The Store to buy some daily stuffs. I agreed. Dad just proceed driving us there. We found a parking, and straight go to the ground floor.

Next, everybody was on the escalator. I just realised that daily stuffs are supposed to be on the ground floor.

Me: *in chinese, of course* .. hey mum, aren't we supposed to be on the ground floor? that's where all the daily stuffs are...
Mum: *with a wicked smile*... today we are going to buy new clothes for you.
Dad: *sly grin*... yeah... that day the long pants I bought here is very nice to wear. Mum say want to buy one for you.
Me: *shocked*... *regret* ... *kena conned's reaction* ... awwwww .... *sulking*...

Everytime when they want to buy new clothes for me, I will be smart and give some excuse like ... go to another department (book, toys etc) before they manage to come up with that suggestion or step into the gents department... coz... I simply don't like to buy new clothes. What for spend unnecessary $ on new clothes when all the clothes I have are neither torn nor too small for me to wear. And moreover, the clothes I want to buy is either too expensive or no correct colour/size. Ok... i am giving too much excuses... back to the story.

Mum: *flipping over a mountain of pants*... hey, this is nice... the colour suites you too.
Me: *sulking*... do I have any choice...
Dad: YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENCE. ANY ACTION/REACTION/WORDS YOU SAY WILL HAVE NO EFFECT ON WHAT WE ARE GOING TO DO LATER, INCLUDING BUYING YOU ANY CLOTHES THAT DEEM NICE ON YOU. *ok... this part is joking..of coz my dad won't be so candid*

For the next 1 hour, I am going into various changing room at various location trying out various type of fashion. This is the result of the many years of unwanting to let them buy new clothes for me... all the total time for all these years being accumulated to let me suffer in this 1 hour...

Mum: How about this? *showing to me 1 t-shirt that I surely won't spend my RM9.90 on such design, let alone the actual price which is RM39.90*
Me: awww..... dowan...
Dad: *stern look* ... Try it out first...
Me: *crawling into the fitting room*....

Even the salesgirls were laughing at me. Looking at my last century outfit, they just can't imagine such an ah pek can wear anything decent. But everytime I come out from the fitting room, I am just like... the patung model... exactly so handsome and "dashing" ... like 20 years being waived from my age... ehem... ehem...

Looking at the cute salesgirl...
Me: No choice lah, my brother here (pointing to my dad) want me to look much younger... ehehe... btw, you look very cute. You have any boyfriend?
Cute Salesgirl: *giggle*... *blushing*....
Mum: *knock hard on my head*.... nah, try wear this and stop talking rubbish...
Me: *meng-engsot kembali ke dalam fitting room*...