Thursday, December 17, 2009
♥ Tired of You
When I was 2, I want to be with you,
If its possible, I want you everyday,
Mum forbid us when I was young,
She said you're not good.
When I was 12, I got to be with you,
If its possible, I want you everyday,
Mum decided to close one eye,
She said, "You're a big girl already."
Now I'm 22, I'm still with you,
If its possible, I want to stay away from you,
Mum asked us to be together,
She said, "Sorry I'm not cooking."
DENG.
I'm getting really sick and tired of McDonald's. I'm eating McDs at least 3-4 times a week. A WEEK. I feel so guilty. My body system must be hating me so so much. Always feeding my tummy with oily and fatty food. But I can't help it! No dinner at home! And just too lazy to ta pau in chinese shops cos have to go down from the car, order, wait, wait, and wait, then get your food, then head home.
In McDs, its SO SO SO near my house, its a Drive-Thru, just order, pay, collect, and go.
There was this one time I went McDs twice a day. fml
Lunch and dinner! Sigh.
I either need to start to learn how to cook or eat McDs for the rest of my life.
Poor hubby in-the-future.
Imagine taking away McDonald's every night for your husband and kids. I think even the kids will hate me.
10:27 PM
