Home Delivery
I have a sudden urge to call home delivery food. I always love home delivery. who don’t? you dont have to move your fat ass off the bed/couch (ok, you have to. cos you need to open the door but still.) and you have piping hot food sent right to under your nose! awww the luxury. but then of course, prepare to wait at least an hr and above for peak hours.
But whats the point of calling. Nobody to eat with me anyway, and that make it so much less interesting. Boohoo.
1.42am
awwww. i am so freaking tired right now. i need toothpicks to prop open my eyes!!!!
but i’m waiting for baby’s phone call. he said he will reach singapore at 1am lor. check out e time now! RAR!
zzzzz. back to waiting. can’t predict hw long more can i take.

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