BIAN BIAN came over to my place in the afternoon despite his 3 hours of sleep. he was sitting at the couch playing his phone while i prepare myself before 5. we are going to buy our TOTO. we are kinda lost of how to buy it if we wanted to bet on the numbers we wanted. in the end we just bought quick pick. hope this time we will strike no matter how much as long as we can cover the cost we pay for it. went over to the hawker bian bian said he wanted to have some small bites. he intially wanted hokkien prawn noodles but we are going back for dinner, so he just took fried carrot cake. while walking back home, i said i tell my mummy you ate carrot cake then we go back so late. then, he said i tell your mummy you have darling in your bag then you know. i was like argh! back home, while having dinner, i was quite full after finishing half of my portion of rice. then bian bian said i ate carrot cake. nevermind, just this time i will take the rap alrights, bian bian.
after dinner, dad had the teletext on to check his 4D. mum called me out and i checked there is none of it. im so fed up. bian bian said he will try again. went out, on the way walking to amk hub, bian bian told me he is very tired, and i felt abit of worried for him afraid he may faint anytime as he told me that. had our shopping in fairprice and bought alot of TOMYAM cup noodles. had a pearly soya milk and walk back home. bian bian had the scripts of what to say as he wanted to eat the cup noodles. he had to rehearse before going back. bian bian ate his cup noodles and sat with me till 11 plus before going home, this is the second time he left his eyedrops with me again. we are both so forgetful.
p/s: bian bian thanks for doing so much for me. i know you doesnt had much rest the past few days. working, tolerating my nonsense and moodswings, always so forgiving and doesnt flared up even though those harsh-ful words came from me, accompanying till late night and many more to list out. be more careful while working, dont injured yourself anymore. i dont want to see any more bruises on you. LOVE YA.
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