There was a desire inside me that wants to break free. The cravings got worst last night when i reached home. Everything was under control when i was occupied with something else for example giving tuition, chating on the phone and taking the bus home. But once i settled into my brother's high back study chair in a room with a temperature of 24 degree celcius and some entertainment playing on my laptop, the cravings emerge. Like a roaring fire, about to burn me alive.
I tried to contain the fire burning within me but to no sucess. In the end i admit defeat. I went around frm one window to another asking ppl where i can get those BBQ chicken wings that i so crave for but received limited replies. Reason was, nobody knows.
Doesn't anyone here eat BBQ chicken wings? Wdls is not a small tiny suburb with only one shop selling milk and a post office. NO! No! No! Wdls has so many eating places yet non of the woodlanders cld offer me a place that sell BBQ chicken wings.. Gosh.. I think we need more food stores here. Esp those selling BBQ chicken wings.
In the end, there were two suggestions. One was at 888 and the other at 302. Of course i went to the one nearest me with my chicken eater. But as i reach the place, i saw smoke rising from the BBQ pit. They are washing the pit already. Argg.. I stared at the fried chicken wings and pounder hard. Shld i settle on something less fullfilling? In the end, chicken eater drag me away from the store, tempting me to wait till saturday. I went home feeling depress and almost burst into tears because at that time KFC had closed and i can't have my chessy fries.
I ransack the fridge and only a tub of kimchi and a half pack of Cadbury's mini eggs were able to catch my interest. I'd no other choices but to settle on them. Not long after, my dad called. They are on their way home and i complaint on my misery. They drove to 768 and bought back wu xiang. Now, thats a better substitube than the other two. So i went to bed feeling contended but not satisfied. All i need now is BBQ chicken wings.
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