i live in a block of walk-up apartments and lucky me,
i'm on the highest level = 3rd floor.
which doesnt really help because noise travels upwards,
and i end up hearing lots of stupid conversations, lover's quarrels, boys smashing phone booth, polices chasing some running men...
ok.
i think you get the idea.
anyway, while i'm trying to read
LMD's blog and still stare at my last piece of Toblerone,
i hear a "burrrrrrrrrrrrp".
like some fat fat huge ang moh who had just burped his 20pints of beer.
i feel sick again.
think i'm not going to finish my choco tonight....
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