Seeking Solace

Really, I think she is my guardian angel. I feel protected. That is a change from being a protector to be protected. What a pity she is a woman and I have cleared my closet tendencies. We were walking at the underpass from United Square and I was dying of claustrophobia and the thought of the four men that we saw. These four men were no ordinary men. They have that aura that keeps spirits away, the aura that makes dog's tail drop between the legs... The sha qi. No joke, I could almost see parangs on their hands and them changing at people and the injured with chopper stuck at the back. (Like the one you see in Sixth Sense) Thinking that it was my deja vu, we quickened our pace while communicating with our brainwaves. Speaking of being streetwise, even 3 yr old kids would have known that something wasn't quite right. But all was worthed it. The brisk walking prevented the accumulation of fats and the fear made all sins dissipate into thin air. Yes, you are right. Food.

Bakerzin. Nothing makes me love chocolate that much. Not even fondue.

My leftie and her banana cinnamon something. Oh, ya, pizza.

My new love: Warm chocolate cake. The chocolate, warm chocolate mind you, oozed out and interacted with the Vanilla ice-cream. And the baked orange slice below the gem went too well with the earlier combination. Sue me.

You have no idea how many toys I bought for myself. Maybe Nasa was right, I am probably still in Primary 5.

I am spoilt. Totally.

Jacqueline
12:30 AM