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Food for thought.....or thinking of food?

Nothing profound. Nothing philisophical. Just food. Lots and lots of food.

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Friday, February 04, 2005

 

It was another lonely day at the cold research staff room situated at the 4th level of DSO inside the NUS campus. All of my friends had left the campus already (my 2 co-supervisors inclusive). Dinner was a solo affair at the nearby cafe, Coffee Grounds, consisting of a lasagne and an Oreo Cheesecake.

Much to my surprise, there was hardly a trace of meat to be found in the lasagne. Perhaps they are catering to the vegetarians. The cheesecake was a normal cheesecake with Oreo biscuit crumbs base, topped with a chocolate sauce. Sweet but not too rich. I believe I can down 2 of those without feeling any difference (try that on cheesecakes elsewhere and you'll live to regret it).

Knowing my greedy self can never be satisfied by such a light fare, I bought myself a packet of Doritos nachos, cheese flavoured. Cheese again. I've overloaded myself with them tonight. Warning alarms that indicate a serious need to exercise are sounding off in my mind, for the upteenth time this sem.

Time for myself. The only occassions when I had time for myself are when I killed monsters with Fengchun for some of the nights over this week. I seem to have lost track of the time already. After FYP, there's HR presentations to prepare for. After school there'll be friends who need my listening ear. Poor little Furball hasn't left its cage for almost a week already. On top of that, my mom's hand suddenly became infected for some unknown reason. That makes me in charge of the household chores now.

Just realised that I've been writing nothing but complaints. It's time I get my life back.

 

 

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