for the 1001st post,

i can't believe i am wondering what to eat for/whether i should eat breakfast.

breakfast is undoubtedly my favourite meal of the day [though sometimes, er, actually most of the time we/you/i oversleep and miss it totally, even if it is horrible hall breakfast, but still- breakfast is paramount] because i [used to be able to] eat all the stuff i like: scrambled eggs, ham, bacon, cheese spread, toast with jam or nutella, fruit juice/coffee/tea, cake with icing, cupcakes, bread buns, pancakes with maple syrup [YUM!] yada yada so on.

i can't eat meat now but it/this still doesn't take the fun out of eating breakfast at all because

the meal is so awesome.

it's just that some times it's a little sad to have no one to eat it with.

sometimes even if it's some sucky oily mee tai mak or tasteless fried rice or 'spicy-beyond-reason' beehoon or the i-asked-for-hash-brown-the-dining-hall-uncle-gives-me-fish-cake scenario, everything doesn't seem that bad because of all the random chatter and the wonderful feeling of walking down the aisle of dining hall with the motley crew; it's something really smashing to look forward to first thing in the morning. it's something so exciting i'd be willing to roll out of bed groggily/ spring up from the bed once soo says in her weak morning voice,

'tan, breakfast?'

[yeohyeeee does a perfect imitation of this everytime it sends me into fits of laughter]

if it were a saturday and i were at home i'd fry one omelette for us each,

but it's friday and i'm in hall, and i've no frying pan nor oil/margarine/butter/whatever condiments and yeoheeeee and zhiying have gone home and esther is at work and qianlyn is with her sister and soo is sleeping and/so i don't know if i stay up and make breakfast/head out to buy breakfast/stay in and go back to sleep.

i'll think for a while more because if i don't decide soon i'll die from the hunger.