.Friday, August 14, 2009 ' 11:17 PM Y
;all the things i'll never say.
; you like me the best; when i'm a mess, when i'm my own worst enemy; been busy, haven't we all? O: well; i bought a new pen! a pink pen to be exact. now don't get all squealy rattling that i'm one of them girlies who insists on having everything they own in three shades of pink.'hem. it's only the pen, i swear. i sorta zone in on the pinkies (hoho) when i step into a..well, pen shoppie. purple, pink, pastel-ish colours wooh! i mean, come on! who doesn't dig them? colourrrrs, yes.but like i said, my affiliations with pink (and such) ends there.well, since we are already oh-so-conveniently on this (hot) topic; why not eh?okay so gina-trivia (;quirks and such'). i mean, if you'd really want to know, you can totally read my longass profile. and i'm adding these bits here instead of there b/cos everyone knows that no one really bothers to read the profile when you enter the blog. yep.alrite; chips (: aaaah yes. the reason for existence of some people. crispyyyy, baby :D you know how they would get all crunchy in your mouth, and then suddenly your tastebuds are assualted by this salty, tangy feel. sorta like the ocean. but only a bit.so, BBQ- that's the only flavour i eat (if i can help it). this is followed by ORIGINAL, ranking second. but that's it. no other funky flavours. especially not (in no particular order of dis-preference):- sour cream (eep! nice on it's own but not when sewn into the hem of cripsy things.)
- cheese/ cheddar (naturally, i adore cheese. i live my life around cheese. i'm the princess of cheese ;not to be mistaken with cheesy-ness. a little might be kinda cute, but over-the-toppo is just plain tacky. anyhooh, cheese in chips used to be awesome once upon a time, but now i just find it so cheesy, it makes my head spin. tooooo cheesy. ugh; besides, whut you doin'- eating cheese with chips? it's like a blahh substitute for nachos; and nachos; darlin'- can't be substituted. )
- wasabi ( so sue me, i've never really been a big fan of the original substance anyway. *rueful* i mean, come on! it's... green -and mushy-.)
- spicy (it would be nice, i know that. but i have this phobia that i would be eating it while stuck in the desert, a place with no water -except in mirages-; with the salty-spicy-twang burning down my dry throat. of course, one would question even the possibility of eating chips in a desert with no water. but still.)
- tomato (do they even make this? how do you put the essence of thy sweet, juicy fruit into a -thin slice of potato baked until crispy. geez. i personally adore tomatoes. but if they are not raw or used in spaghetti, nothin' else stands. )
alrighty. no hard feelings if you eat any of the above for breakfast/lunch/dinner/sup/snacks every other hour in between. i mean. personal preference righto? so yeap: bbq and original. i only eat original when there isnt bbq because it's usually bland and not-so-twangy. but in comparison to funky flavours; it's a no-brainer-winner. huh, whut do you know- rhymey, too(: bbq rocks. the sauce, the chips, the dip, the food and the event. it's all marshmellowy and stingray-ish. i love stingray. is it extinct? graah i hope not.
so anyway, for cuppa noodles, surprise surprise- i don't eat just anything as well. (i'm not picky. i just practise favouritism in food. does that make any sense? doesn't have to. i mean, who still makes sense in the 21st century?) so anyhooh, i only eat tomyam cup noodles. no chicken/curry/seafood for me. however, recently, i acquired a new favourite! Chili crab(: the cuppa noodles sorta taste (and smell) a bit like the real thing. chili crab. inexcusable and lame substitute for it, yes; but i make do, okay. and it ain't so shabby itself; it's surprisingly delishhh! (:
i love chocolate milk, don't-really-love all things strawberry; and a choice between choco-vanilla-strawberry, vanilla would be my ultimate choice. dairy products are to-die-for; as are all things cocoa. sizzling butter gives off a delightful aroma, as do pizzas/ freshly baked cookies/ hot chocolate/ silky girl's Be Mine perfume concentrate. (: i love corn-in-cups with butter& salt and pasta- white/red/purple.
it's cool that i can prattle on about food when my day didn't have much of them smileys. but then again, haven't we all? sucky day much. it's all they ever make nowadays, eh? aah yes, the world weeps with us. seriously i'd rather waste my braincells away while buried in fiction. although yes, reading won't kill braincells. gosh i hope not- i wouldn't have too many left. not that i have a considerable amount now.
wait- so is that it? seems incredulous- that intelligence levels are reliant on quantity brain cells?
nope. at least i hope not. if i'm wrong, let me know, ok? shout it down my ear or something-
no wait; don't do that. just tag. yes; a civilised alternative. and who said we all can't be prim& proper? what a dolt, him.
okay i am tired and i'm gonna hit the sack. as for the burning question of whose's sack, exactly- twaaack yourself on the head till your eyes spin and;
mind your own business, you doorknob.
i swear, i'll cook you in broccoli and cinnamon till you're red& raw.
adieu, world!
oh baby, the stars sang our song tonight.