Sunday, January 25, 2009

DANG the laksa was unforgettable. To wake early in the AFTERNOON at 2pm with thick, creamy laksa flirtatiously patronizing ur nostrils is one of the best luxuries in life. The thick, grainy, laksa introduced a spasm of delight as it unleashed the different tastes so locked up by a night's(morning? considering I slept at 5am) sleep. First u get the sweet and creamy influx of coconut milk, blanketed by a spunky spice that tinges on sambal+macdonalds chilli(wtf). Then comes the sour aftertaste u get from sucking on lemon/lime, which so accentuates the spice when put in simultaneous succession, that ur hand will mechanically dip into the laksa and bring back a 2nd spoonful of that holy water. It's purifying; u can feel the warmth spread down ur throat and throughout ur body, with every tastebud and cell screaming for more, till that bowl is emptied and our poor eyes stare forlornly at the last remnants of what was once a volcanic lava pool, desperately hoping against hope that the emptiness is delusional - need I even mention the beansprouts, and chunks of fishcake/fishball/egg and thin, smooth, soft noodles?

On a second note, Happy New Year! Just the same old, New Year. I'm still hungry. Orange juice and meepok+pizza bread to the rescue! No kidding! One could seriously put on weight from what I just ate, or am eating, but considering breakfast was denied to me by pleasant dreams, I'd say it all works out to me still being 53kg.

I NEED to study! Haven't touched anything in a WEEK! Must go kill self nao. >_<