It is an irony that the one time in the semester I should be eating healthy I end up eating quick meals and junk food. My brother used to binge on hot deep fried chicken during exam season, a welcomed treat during bitter cold London winters, aided by the fact that his local chicken and chip shop was just opposite his apartment (hard to turn a blind eye when the bright neon lights from the chicken shop beam straight into your room).
To hell with health the next two weeks.
Comfort food is one of the few things that I look forward to as I drown in academic misery.
KFC for lunch it is!
Yay indeed!
Fifteen pounds a pop.



I got sucked into the
Time for some hot chicken soup!




Sunrise from Singapore, shared.