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Vic and I chillin’ over caffeine, sharing a donut he turned into segments like a Mandarin orange. Picking it up with forks and having the powdered sugar fall over us as we fessed up.

He with some bud that turned out to be a louse who took off with Vic’s hard earned bucks.

I was wondering how this actually works.

Friendship + Family as in those called Cuz.

Me: Er… Fam as in Cuz

Vic: Those!

Me: You know how it goes when folks just stop. Talking. Speaking. Invites. And everything just sort of dies as in D-E-A-D? No dial tone?

The boy nods. Been there. Done that. Yeah I feel your pain sista!

What did I do?

Basically nothing.

So Vic pens a list and he crosses that out as he reads it. Man, he starts every single thing imaginable with a To Be a Better… WTH

To be a better wife.
Oi not married la. Cross…


To be a better mother is crossed automatically…
To be a better lover
(Hahaha who am I kidding? I’m the best! But then again maybe NOT)

To be more tolerant
(I smiled yesterday when some woman jumped queue and both the hawker and she said in unison, she was there first! Er what you mean? Invisibility. Stop motion fantastic videoing as in she did a Zack King? Come on… smile smile smile….)

To forgive and let go.
(Attribute to some Cantonese thing quoted to me. As in how many more 10 years you’ve got buddy? Or something to that effect. BTW I’m not Cantonese…)

To be more patient.
(Okay get it. No reply mean wait. Tap fingers, toes AND any other sort of drumming is seriously frown upon. Again, stop misbehaving…)

To eat less chocolate. Now that's being dim witted...
(Er I swear there was a dollop of mint essence in my Midnight Chocolate that made my breath smell like a suitor about to meet a potential MIL, probably brushed his teeth 5 times. Poor sod!)

To eat healthier
(Yup high score. I devour chia seeds in ice cream soda. I made slushy! Yay!)

We kid, jest and laugh like hoods, those days we would be called jack asses.

What the heck. Let go and let it be.

Next time we’ll drink codeine. Coffee doesn’t work to stop pain.


Doris Lim is a popular freelance writer who blogs as Little Fish on travel and food stories here. Be sure to check out her other inspiring stories and follow her Instagram @SmartDoryID & Facebook to check out more places to eat delicious street foods or dine in the best restaurants!

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