I'm a true-blue singaporean who lives to eat. Some live to shop. But hell no, i belong to the latter cult.
I must confess... if i shove one more spoonful of rendang chicken into my mouth, i think my heart will screech to an immediate stop. All that layers of blubber and slabs of hardened cholestrol deposited around my fragile organs and arteries are pleading with me to stop... No More Food please. Enough curries, pratas, bbq chicken wings, fried oyster omelettes, & coffee pork ribs to last a lifetime. I don't want ambulances rushing to my humble abode in the dead of the night.
Too much rich food in this continuous span of 2 weeks. I'm ready to check into a nunnery for some simple vegetarian fare. For the sake of my papa, & the 3 pretty pastel t-shirts I just bought, I must watch what goes into my mouth. At least for the next few hours...
2 comments:
Hey dear ah tien
Gotta say i haven't been reading your blog for some time ... and as i scroll downwards ... i realize that you gave me support on a day when you were so down ... and i am immensely touched by that ...
You really are a gem, a person with a truly warm heart ... thank you for lighting up my world with your sunny self.
Cheers, marly
dear marly, i'm just glad you managed to feel more comforted. all of us have our own highs and lows in life lah. am just thankful we have family & friends around us to double our joys and halve our sorrows. well... as the going gets tough, we'd just have to remember the sun still rises i guess.
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