Life is totally upside down when you are single and jobless. I sleep at 6 in the morning after the rooster calls. Wake up at 10 AM to drive grandpa to Ipoh Specialist Hospital. Back just in time for lunch at 2 PM. A nap at 4PM will bring me towards the end of slumberland.
At 9, the most accurate biology clock in my body ticks. The stomach is crying for food.
Yesterday night was really weird. I've decided to eat "fried hor fun" at the very moment of waking up. Without a single word to my mom, I grabbed the keys and head towards the town.
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I turned off the keys and took off my helmet. The next thing I saw are the green patches of turf beside the perimeter drain. Green stimulates. I start to think about fresh coconut.
Actually, there are plenty of them hanging in their bunches behind the house. But WTF, plucking fresh coconut at night! (Ironically, it's easier to satisfy my craving for fags)
At 10, this is my own dinner. Mom is not responsible for this. She is in her slumberland by 10. Hahaha!
RM 3.50 for the fried hor fun while the coconut is fresh from the farm. By the way, that hawker is kinda famous in Bidor. Situated at Bidor Bus Station. Have a try if you happen to pass by.
2 comments:
HER? the fried hor fun? hahaha
the fried hor fun is quite nice, but a bit expensive by bidor standard.
RM3.50 is ipoh standard pricing!
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