Whenever I'm staying up--or being pure jet lagged, just like my current state--I always look forward to have my home cooked-breakfast early in the morning. Mama's nasi goreng is superb. Add it up with some customised kicap, and my maid's telur mata, plus the Milo: morning perfection. (I don't get the part where my mum will always hardworkingly cook the nasi goreng, but never the egg later on if somebody asks for it).
But the whole breakfast thing, well, it's usually prepared for my brother and sister who are going to school afterwards, and I'm usually will be an insomniac busybody. If they're not going to school, that'll mean later breakfasts. So it's a Saturday morning. And I'm famished. Bad timing.
Looking forward to Raju's later, though. Do they have nasi lemak there, too? Of course they have. They should. I can smell the tenggiri already. So for the mean time, shouldn't I be like, go for a jog first? Ehem.
(and I'm also looking forward to finish up this ultimately final assignment ever for a very horrible semester. Positively saying.)
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