Tante Hawa, affectionately known as Aunt Chi Chi, dropped by the other day. I wasn't home because I had to attend to my glamorous life as a tram commentator (no, not really). But of course, she left traces of her baking supremacy; this time round in the form of crème brûlées that I was more than happy to overdose on.
On an utterly random note, my room has been rendered bed-less. This is much thanks to my mother's desperation to rid the kitchen of the breakfast table ("More space. I want MORE SPACE"). My room just barely survived the pre-Hari Raya cleaning whirlwind, and now feels more like one of those work-from-home types. Mm, I've yet to decide if this unfortunate though.
I'll take pictures ~~soon~~
I shd b upgraded to Aunt Awesome!
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