The Mouse

My mum always said tt I am a sneaky kid. When I was like 7 or 8, I stole a whole can of Almond Roca (the bestest chocolate ever) and hid in her toilet to eat it. I know, I am weird. I hid in the toilet to eat chocolates but there is a perfectly good reason for it. If I were to hide in my room and lock my door for a long time to eat those delicious chocolates, my mum would suspect something. My whole family is not very into the locking door scene. It's like if we locked our doors, we would always be asked: why u lock the door? wat were u doing inside?

So I thought I was being brilliant by hiding in the toilet because I have a reason to lock the door! I am doing big business. That's why I am inside for so long.

Who knew tt when I was savouring like my 10th odd piece of chocolate, my mum knocks on the door and she says: 'wat are u doing inside? how come so long?' I panicked and told her I was coming out soon. So i hastily stuffed the can somewhere and emerged from the bathroom looking relieved.

Little did I know, I walked out with my chocolate on the edges of my mouth. Big smears of chocolate. Gosh! How stupid can u get rite? I planned so much so I can eat chocolates and I forgot to clean my mouth. Could kick myself for that. All that planning went down the drain...

The reason why I remembered this story is cause I frequently run to the kitchen downstairs for food when I am studying at night. Like clockwork, every 2-3 hours. I make a lot of noise in the kitchen. I open and close cabinets, search the fridge, just to find some food to eat. At this moment, my mum will always say: There goes the rat...

*diao* I was born in the year of the rat anyway. But because a rat is bigger and uglier. I always correct her and say: "mouse. ok mouse. I am dainty."