Supper Attack. ARGH.

just when i thought the Matriach couldn't get any more evil sweeter, she brought back THIS for supper.

it all started with this

"mummy, can get me supper?"
"i'm at changi area, what you want?"
"erm, anything lo, mut ye tou hou (canto for anything's fine)"
"okay, i go find"

so after my night jog, i came back to see THIS on the dining table.

please scream omg and stab my tummy but that won't work coz of all the fats poking out. TSK. Crab Bee Hoon (with Brandy) mind you. it's not as good as the famous one in Northern SG (AMK? Bishan or TPY? not sure). but okay lar, substantial.

i hearts the matriach deeps deeps. haha. but next time, fishball noodles would just be as palatable.

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tomorrow's pretty much like any expecting-NS-hell day, much lying around doing nothing. i don't mind, i bet i'll be reminiscing about this when i'm botak. tsk.

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great, now i can't sleep till the food's digested. DOTA anyone? :) id: fruitsalts.