.midnight munchies.
Bad stuff wei.
It's 11.56pm. My brother just came back from his schoold production, We Will Rock You.
He bought back McDonalds.
BAD STUFF.
Fries and Coke in the middle of the night.
Guilty feelings starting to build edi wei.
But I'm still clutching to that brown paper bag with a big yellow M on it.
Gah.
Stupid YewEng.
I've kicked him and his melted cheese-filled, crispy green lettuce, juicy tender beef burger out of my room.
Dammit.
Stay away from me!