i cooked up some silly excuse today. about me being down with the fever. & having a throat so sore that i've lost my voice & it seems not even remotely possible that i will get it back in time for saturday.
there. i've done it.
totally revealed my ultra brat side. & that's despite what the Queen has said. i'm wondering though, whether they would take that as a sign that i'm seriously considering leaving. that should freak them out.
met bor xiang for dinner. between the both of us, we had 麻油鸡, 扣肉, 炒菜头粿 & 耗煎. oh, & 2 big plates of rice. as a side note, please note that we do not eat when we're upset. we just eat. period.
twilight. in the comfort of bor xiang's room, hiding under his duvet. in the middle of it though, he actually said "i cannot leave the room. my potato chips will not be safe", before proceeding to choose the tiniest piece in the pack for me.
somehow, this scene just makes me laugh.
