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Tuesday, December 23, 2008


As the morning sun peered through the corners of my vertical blinds, i wrapped myself further in under my sheets shielding from the glaring lights, borrowing into a more comfortable spot. "ting tong" and an extra beam of blue lights came on. DAmn it, a text msg as early as 8 am in the morning! Its considered hellish early for me cos im on holidays in my own utopia at the moment.

REached out my lactic acid swollen arms from working out the day before for that sinful morning ting tong. It reads to go collect something from my doorstep. slide the vanity LG shine back and hugged my babies even tigher. Ting tong came again. This time its fuking hell.. why 2 text in a morning. Be careful when you take it in.

As unwilling as my whole body were, I staggered and make a beeline towards the door step. To make things even worst, the door locks were impeding my way through. After several attempts with my eyes shut and wrapped up in pink sleeping gown, there it was, a blue bag. with....

MACCAS BREAKIE! Eyes lit up instantly, and scruntinized the bag, getting my focus vision without contacts or specs to re confirm the surprise.

All I have been longing for, maccas breakie. The way I always order without the funny pork/chicken/ or wotever animal meat it is. My holiday utopia plans have been the biggest obstruction to maccas breakie. Ever since everything fold up to an end for me, I have been waking up ever later each day, missing out of the good worms in the morning. Here i am now , leg folded, in my best sitting position, infont of my lappy enjoying my breakie as late as past 11 am. How much more awesome can this get. The annoying ting tong, the dragging legs and blurred vision have suddenly been churned into a vast of unwieldly happiness and bliss~
Thank you very much ! :) :) :)


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