as i lament that tmr will be my 8th year of operation, i decided to go to the pantry and get myself a milo. hopefully to ease my tension and erase the flashbacks of the terrible op.
and this is what i saw!!
KRISPY KREME DONUT!!! as a donut fanatic, i cant help but to take out the box.. and looked at the label.. and its from AUSSIE!! (ugh. i ate kk from aussie before too =p)
having been donut crazing for these weeks, well, i couldnt help it. took a quick snap (and not bite!) with it. its glaze!!! one of my favourite flavours! and there's only one left in the box!! so i hurriedly returned it back into the fridge. (just like before!)oh well. which lucky girl on level3 has that donuts man. awww.. i wana go hongkong!! hk sells!
so i came back into my room immediately. and finished up my milo in 32sec. still thinking abt the do-nut though.
note: i never eat. i just looked. hee.
note: i never eat. i just looked. hee.went pgp just now and saw these 2 intriguing trees along the road! of the same breed, but grew very differently. well, guess thats life for us too. different forms, shapes, sizes, styles.. but one human race.
with the scar on my back. i embraced pain, stares, and awful sights of it, to live on stronger.
every sec, im carrying it. natural the docs said. was it all meant to be. young and decisive. dollars and hours spents. to keep me upright, just like the trees on the left.
