There are two persons within this shell.
And in my mirror I see my tortured self.
One smiles like a sweet girl she longs to be.
The other clawing her way out like the rebel she is.

Today is the first time I forgot my wallet.
So I walked from Haw Par Villa Station.
All the way to work. In heels. Say ouch.
And suddenly my workplace seem so far.

Today is the first time I was amazed. Yet amused.
I was wholly astounded by this guy's appetite.
Men who eats way more than me is a turn on.
But really amusing to hear him say this:
"Porridge is not filling. It's just water and rice."
Hmm a familiar case of a black-hole stomach?
I guess my brother is sorely missed.
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