The past few weeks was either really, really lovely home-cooked meals by my mom or impromptu cravings with my dad after visiting my grandma like squid ink pasta and ramen monster. I wish I was half as good a cook as my mom sometimes, and if you actually know me, you'd know that's alot.
I am however, feeling extremely under the weather right now. Headed to Mink for Jon and Priscillia's birthday last night sick and woke up, inevitably feeling like crap. Couldnt taste my drinks, dinner nor fags. Hahahaha. But it was a fun night. And someone was such a sweetheart, trimming the crust off my sandwiches and (force)feeding me and later on in the night being extremely patient with my runny nose and nasal whining, so I cant really complain. (;
Sentosa with the boys on Saturday and Zouk after. I hope I get better in time! Cant fucking wait.
"You know the nigger is a keeper when he lets you wipe your nose on his shirt."
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