DOUBLE EEP

I know eep is not a word per say, but people use rubbish words like hurhur and ke-ke and those go around, don't they.

Anyway, double eep because my eating habits seem to repeat day after day nowadays in a self-destructing cycle. Freaky makan day today.

For someone who doesn't usually wake up for breakfast, I woke up early this morning and wolfed down 3 tuna sandwiches and half a chicken burger from the dining hall. Yum. That was at 9.45 am. Two hours later after a project meeting, I had a half-cold yong tau foo lunch.

As if the 8-hour sleep the night before wasn't enough, I took a leisurely 1 1/2 hours sleep in the afternoon. Like WTH?! I don't do afternoon sleeps.
Then The boy and I braved the heavy downpour and made our way to Bizad shivering and seeking refuge under a small feeble umbrella - to pass his project mates some materials and to guess what - tapao chicken rice, JIA FAN + JIA CHAR SIEW.
O_o
which I greedily ate half of.
The char siew was calling out to me!
Sorry dear, I knew that was your lunch.

Then dinner at 7.30, and now awaiting yummy maggi goreng for supper.
5 full meals in 15 hours, all rice-y and noodle-y and bread-y and CARBO-LADEN?!

Altogether now..."OMG I'M FATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. HOWWWWWW."
What self-destructive cycle.
Self-destructive circle la.

But damn, eating my tuna sandwiches in the morning is a super good feeling la.
I LOVE tuna.