My heart is a mixture of feelings and undisguised lust this morning, some of which dwell on the juicy oily decadence of fish fillets and prawn-tempura-hybrids, some of which linger upon floating lettuce hovering above sweet sweet mayo and the squirty juices of silky chili sauce packets. OH POPEYES I AM YOURS TONIGHT AND FOREVER MORE!
Janice told me to wear something nice today. I'm still wondering if berms and slippers count as simplistically snazzy and oh-so-cool with just a tinge of joie de vivre?
I wanted to ask her yesterday lah, but Janice is fabulously and famously competent in sending sms replies THAT CAN KILL on sight so its best to either surprise-attack her with a simultaneous blast of berms and my very own unique facial expression conveying "oh-this-ISN'T-your-version-of-shabby-chic-bordering-on-undyingly-fabulous?" OR just suck thumb and wear jeans and sneakers to school in this psycho heatwave and literally melt along the way.
Jan: I tried this japanese place in town the other day
Raf: Oooooooh was it good
Jan: NO not at all
Raf: Wah sianz
Jan: Its good if you like raw japanese food lah
Jan: Because even the cooked food was raw..
Raf: Hahaha omg sianz
Jan: YAH, I nearly wanted to staple a piece of chicken to the feedback form to show them how uncooked their food was!
I must must must get my locker today!
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