Motherfucking fridges

It's a sad life!

Imagine.
Working late. No dinner. Leaving office at 12.30am. Tired. Extremely hungry. Nearly gastric. Too dangerous to stop by to pack some decent food. Rushing home hoping there's some dishes in the kitchen. Reached home. Ignored the dogs. Very hungry. 1 more minute of hunger will end up eating gastric pills instead of food.

Rushed to the wet kitchen.
NO FOOD!!!

Checked fridge #1.
NO FOOD!!!

Checked fridge #2.
NO FOOD!!!

Headed on to the dry kitchen. Only alcohol and water.

For goodness sake!!! I just need something decent (never mind if its cold) which I can pop into my mouth within 5 minutes. Pulled drawer. Packs of instant noodle saying hi to me. No choice. Cooked and ate unwillingly.

Hate, hate, hate my mum's fridge. We have 2 fridges and yet there's no decent food. Not even milk or yogurt. Just raw vegetables, frozen meat and Chinese herbs. Motherfucking fridges!

Down cycle

Last week MK told me he's going thru a down cycle again. I feel the same too. Sigh.... 真的好想放一个有长的假期冷静一下。然后在想清楚我30岁的路程要如何处理。

Urgency to move

I have the urgency to move so badly! There's too much to bitch about. Too much sensitivity on the other channel. Hence, the move. Or maybe I am back with my loneliness. Hence, the need to blog.