The Way You Roll Your Eyes

I think one bite of Papa John's makes Italian food by other chefs taste like dust.

Oh yes you can take it from me when it comes to food. Especially food that aren't cooked by me. I'm a serious critic. Like that Ego guy in 'Ratatouille'.

Papa's special baked pasta. Super nice. Super fattening. Beef pepperoni, capsicum, chicken cubes, tonnes of mozzarella cheese served with penne. Yummy.

Chieh's chicken and mushroom baked rice. Bits of fresh mushroom and chicken cubes ensconced in a bed of aromatic rice, blanketed with creamy mozzarella cheese.

By the way, we gobbled up the chicken and mushroom pizza pocket before I took out the phone to snap a picture. Sorry, we just couldn't help it. The light scent of garlic on the bread, the oozing mozzarella cheese from the pocket, the scrumptious mushroom and chicken cubes.

You'll feel like you're the happiest person on earth.

German chocolate awaiting me at home. Wonderfully bitter chocolate.

Black pinafore from Nichii.

To look hot, dress like Chieh. To look nerdy and childish, dress like me.

We had the maxi fever!! Maxi dresses are the things!! Talk about vogue, this is vogue.

So casual, so comfortable, so pretty.

Oh yes, I know I'm short. As Chieh mentioned, these maxi dresses are so height discriminating. For her it was an inch above the ground; for me it was millimetres above the ground.

Thank God for giving me this height. I shall save up to get that maxi.

Another attire that is height discriminating is the lately all-the-craze dual tone dresses. Come on la, it makes me and maybe Chieh look... disproportionate.

It is designed to make one's legs look longer. For me, it's as if the length of my legs are 3 times the length of my upper body. Weird betul.

Anyway, I gotta go earn some money and study some Law. The dress and semester test awaits!!