I had Kopi-o for the past 3 days straight, 2 days were coz I really need it, but for today, I just felt like drinking it. Coffee devotee or what, but this time not to Starbucks but for a $1 coffee-in-a-styrofoam-cup. Too much of it, my breath will gradually stink. Bleargh.

After working close to a year, nowadays I have trouble deciding on what to eat during my breaks. This is what I usually do, stand at the entrance, look right, left, right and left again. If I go right, it'll be fast food and mini munchies, if I go left it'll be fast food and hawkers. Pathetic. I know, I can pack food from home and stuff, but thing is, the things I can cook, very minimal. And more importantly, I'm lazy. My point is, yesterday I decided to have laksa(will always think of MaBo at Gluttons Bay), and I prefer it without tauge. Unfortunately, the lady decided to dump a lump of the white-skinny-vegetable-with-tail into my laksa. Upset? Yes I was, totally. I had a ridiculously hard time eating my laksa, I literally picked out the tauges, and the fact that they blend in with the laksa mee, it was harder than I thought. The laksa was piping hot and spicy, so imgaine the task of, separating the tauge, picking the mee up with my chopstick, chomping it down, within 30mins, not easy right. Oh my god, a chunk of paragraph about my laksa.

Anyways, sooner or later, I'll be dragged to go jogging, maybe even literally dragged by the hair.

On another random-not-about-food note, I wanna be cool moms like them:

Victoria Beckham with son Cruz