
without pepper and thai chilli sauce.

with pepper and thai chilli sauce.
awesome stuff, again!
so, here i am, in the lan shop. actually waiting for hanna tan to come online but she's no where to be found. i've been thinking about football for the past few days. i really really miss football. probably i wont be touching a football until 23rd January 2009. come to think about it, it's sad. but my parents are coming over this weekend. i don't know where to bring them but chatuchak and MBK. that's so pathetic. nevertheless, i'll surely crap out something good.
heard that the riots/protests are spreading real fast, like cancer, to shopping areas, from my father. but, i sense none. maybe soon, in the lab, i'll start one.
everyone in the lab are extremely crazy about plants. every single one of em love plants to death. in the morning, i saw one of em spraying distilled water to one of his plantlets, and was smiling and whispering to the drowning (haha) plantlet. and i was saying this in my head, "what the hell, another mr. kok? and i am stuck here for another 3 months with these plant lovers?"
honestly, i have ZERO interest in plants, let alone OIL PALM! i even tried to be, but i wasn't near to even liking it. the last time i was truly interested in plants when i was 6-7, as i grew a few green beans in a used yakult bottle with wet tissues in it to see the green beans grow, and it bored me to death afterwards. apart from that, ZERO interest. how i wish my project is about football, or guitars for that matter.
they shot me full of ephedrine.
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