Timing

I love being a girl. We can do anything and get away with it.

But please, I’m not talking about robbing a bank or kidnapping a child. I’m talking about having please get me one Macadamia Nut Brittle Ice Cream and deliver it to my bed or elseeee….  Boys are smelly ….and/or I’m gonna eat at Midnight and wail cause I’m bloated in the morning days cause I’m having my period soon or cause that idiot ate my fried ice cream without my permission kinda thing.

So one of those nights – oh how I loathe thee – I was standing infront of the fridge, opening and closing cause I was sooo stressed out not knowing what to eat. Maggie? No… MSGs. Nuggets? NOOoooo… Processed Food. French Fries? Oh tidakkkk… Not 100% potato (they think I don’t know. Pfft). Make french fries from potato? NO NO NO. They take awhile and a hungry girl ain’t got time to wait. Bah…

So I opened, closed, opened, closed, rolled around the carpet in front of the kitchen (yes I did), went to the fridge again and stillll….. I didn’t know what to eat. Once again, I opened, closed, opened, moved aside for my younger brother to get into the kitchen, order food from the bibik, closed, opened, moved aside for my younger brother to walk out the kitchen with a sandwich – seriously!! How did he decide that fast???, closed the fridge door and took a deeeeppp Astarghfirullahalazim, mengapakah begitu susah untuk pilih makanan malam-malam breath.

After that deeeeep breath, I scold my inner self, ‘Get it over and done WITH ALREADY!! Eat now or go back to the room and stay hungry forrrrever.

Just as I was to open my mouth to tell my maid what I wanted to eat, my younger brother came out from the room with an empty plate in his hands.

#$%#$??????? How can a person eat the sandwiches within 3 minutes… okay fine… 5 minutes? I had to pick up my jaw from the ground to order my food. I mean, I can’t talk with the lower half of my lips missing right?

So… That was that night’s story. I had Asam Laksa Maggie with Spicy nuggets.

I woke up the next morning fine still able to pass through the door without having to go sideways alhamdulillah. 😀 *phew*

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