Makan, makan, makan and makan.. This is what happened today. We (I car-pool everyday) reached office at 8am. Rush off for breakfast with 4 other colleagues. Sebab lapar sangat. Takleh kerja kalo tak makan. Gi Kopitiam Pak Li at Seksyen 7. I ordered mee-hoon sup, while the aweks (tiga bini orang, sorang lagi bakal kahwin hujung tahun ni. Dahsyat kan saya asyik gi makan ngan bini orang je) ordered nasi lemak (bila sorang order nasi lemak, sumer tiba tiba mengidam nak nasi lemak jugak, er.... sumer mengidam ke?).
Minah ni pernah cari makan kat sini. She was caught in the act, and her photo was posted on the wall. Patut ler ramai yang datang.
We (the whole department) were invited to a jamuan raya at 11am. Makan lagi... lupa bawak kamera. No photo for the eating frenzy (am I using this word too often?). They served rendang, lemang, soto, nasi briani, fried vemicilli, cakes, punch, cookies & many others. I can only go for one round. Some of my colleagues had purposely skipped breakfast to save 'space' for the food. I can't do that. Skipping breakfast is just like stripping me naked, I'll feel cold and erm, erm.. never mind, wrong description.
Makan, makan, makan. Terbongkang saya kat ofis after that. Tadi makan bawang... sure kentot bertubi-tubi nanti.