Hrm, dinner. The ever so important question that bugs hostelites everyday. I shall never take home cooked food for granted. Why? At home, the food was always there. It was just up to you to eat it. But in the hostel, living alone as a student, you gotta plan your dinners everyday. What a pain. Interesting and fun, initially, but when your weeks are just bogged down with one test after another and you find yourself at your study table more than anywhere else, planning dinner (and executing that plan of yours) can be such a pain in the lower dorsal area. Cooking loses its element of excitement when it starts to become a chore.
Things to do: Devise a plan to eliminate the jelak-ness from the act of cooking.
Gosh. With all the things I have to do, I'm gonna become a superhero one day!
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Oh, wait. I am a superhero already! I am proud to present to you, one half of the Tsunami Twin Duo, Yours Truly!! =D
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