I'm so damn hungry and a hungry girl is an angry girl. My dad promises food for me and when he's home, he told me he has totally forgotten about my lunch.(how could he!) I'm rly hungry and at this particular time, there's nothing nice to eat especially for a fussy girl like me. Dad offered to share his duck rice with egg with me, but knowing the quality of the food, i rejected him right in his face. I'm a fussy eater and that's a rlyrly bad thing. i want new york new york- my alfredo salmon steak, mussels and cappuccino mushroom soup. i want secret recipe-my grilled dory fish with lobster sauce. i want cafe cartel-free flow of bread with butter.

Immense craving for cheesecake, drinks and free mag reading session at starbucks. i gladly invited my brother for a day at starbucks and offered to treat him eat cheesecake, instead he wanted me to treat him for dinner!(go and die then!) How i wish to have a sister to do all these with me. Plus, i'm so lazy to head to starbucks, now my saving grace's only my mum. I'm pinning all my hopes on her, hoping she would bring back some nice food, like cranberry cheese bun.

Hungry,