I could have set my house on fire yesterday. I wanted to prepare dinner for myself (noodles and fried egg). Since noon I had been seeing myself eating noodles as dinner and It was sweet ehn, so I was very highly excited when mum called me to come make my food as she was done making hers.
Ehn! As much as I was excited about the noodles (here’s the thing: mum brought a new type of noodles - Honeywell – to the house and when I tried the onion chicken flavour it was superb, so I had the intentions of trying out the pure chicken flavour so I could decide if I wanted to abandon indomie noodles) I was a little bit reluctant to stand up cause I was watching a movie titled Suits and was totally loving it.
Well sha I did stand up and went to the kitchen.
GHEN GHEN
I lit the gas, placed a frying pan on the gas, poured in oil to hit, broke, spiced and whisk my egg then I went to the sitting room to ask mum where the canton of noodles was. She couldn't remember exactly where it was so she directed me somewhere to check for it.