Donuts in the house!!!

Freshly baked donuts posing at the counter... while incredibly long queues of human beings await patiently outside the tiny shop. yea.. u're rite! They are not any Tom/Dick/Haryy donuts ok.. they are donuts from the DONUT FACTORY!



MY ONE-DOZEN ASSORTED DONUTS!!!



YUM!!!

Irene's share of one-dozen :) (my gosh.. the spicy cheese donut is damn nice!! And i've forgottened to order them! Like so well done rite?! Roarrrrr...)

Hiangky's share of donuts! erm.. only half of them actually.. she also bought a dozen! muahhahah...



Queued 2 hrs for these sweet darlings.

ya.. crazy huh! ahhah..

Yeah.. i agree..it does sound crazy.

But its a kind of privilege.. to have the time to queue up for something u desire.. once in a while of cos.

Once you've started embarking on your working life, you wont hve the luxury of such .. really.

Cos' there is no space and time for such 'sinful' luxury.

( an imagined monologue of a full-time employee: "wah.. siao ah.. where got time to queue up for those donuts? my lunch time onli 1 hour ok.. take bus or train to makan already takes up 20 mins.. where got time?!! wat? sat n sun can queue? pls la.. we slog fr mon to fri.. saturdays n sundays are supposed to be spent wisely.. lke resting well b4 another hectic week comes along. U ask us to go queue in e wkends?! li wu siao boh?)

It feels good to be young.. to be a student.. to be able to slack every now and then.


xxx

As the customers inched their way to the counter, finally reaching their destination...

the excitement piles up within their bodies. The sense of accomplishment.. satisfaction...

Like kids, they beam with delight.. waiting to carry tt box of donuts home with pride.








until.. he/she has been told, "i'm sorry sir/madam, THERE'S NO MORE DOUGH ALREADY. Pls come again tml. "



MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.....