Late wet vampire
I think I am destined to be late my whole life! And this is irritating me! I left my house at 10:30 a.m. for a 12 p.m. lecture. I only need 1 hour to travel to school. So that leaves me with 30 minutes for breakfast. So I went Thomson for chicken briyani.
I told the waiter to separate the chicken sambal and rice! Ok he did! But why on earth did he drizzle sambal sauce on my rice? Half the plate of rice was wet with sauce! And I hate sauce on my rice!
This reminded me the time when I was staying in Sheares hall! I simply hated wet rice and sometimes the uncle who served dinner in Sheares didn’t even ask and he would scoop a big spoonful of curry into my rice! And I hated it. My hall mates thought I was anorexia but I wasn’t. I simply hated wet rice and I refuse to eat wet rice!
I left after eating half the plate of briyani because the other half was wet! I waited forever for the bus! It’s really forever. It’s 11:40 a.m. now and I am still on bus 165 at Adams Rd. This means I’m going to be late for my 12p.m. lecture!
And I saw the anti smoking ad in some bus stops. OMG it’s so distasteful! Which smoker would imagine herself to end up like the sick lady? People would simply not look at the ad because it is so gross! The poster aunty can star in some horror show la! It looks like her mouth rot from sucking vampire’s dick. Fear appeal—too high or too little will render an advertisement ineffective!
I told the waiter to separate the chicken sambal and rice! Ok he did! But why on earth did he drizzle sambal sauce on my rice? Half the plate of rice was wet with sauce! And I hate sauce on my rice!
This reminded me the time when I was staying in Sheares hall! I simply hated wet rice and sometimes the uncle who served dinner in Sheares didn’t even ask and he would scoop a big spoonful of curry into my rice! And I hated it. My hall mates thought I was anorexia but I wasn’t. I simply hated wet rice and I refuse to eat wet rice!
I left after eating half the plate of briyani because the other half was wet! I waited forever for the bus! It’s really forever. It’s 11:40 a.m. now and I am still on bus 165 at Adams Rd. This means I’m going to be late for my 12p.m. lecture!
And I saw the anti smoking ad in some bus stops. OMG it’s so distasteful! Which smoker would imagine herself to end up like the sick lady? People would simply not look at the ad because it is so gross! The poster aunty can star in some horror show la! It looks like her mouth rot from sucking vampire’s dick. Fear appeal—too high or too little will render an advertisement ineffective!