Sweet & Sour Deep Fried Shyyi.

Let me tell you a bedside story before sleep.
Let me call this ours and if there's chance in future, I will read this to all siao siao pin pin and dan dan too.
It is my 1st draft.

How to describe our 8 months' long relationship? If its given a limit to write, I think I'll fail to tell. Its like a kitchen with lots and lots of ingredients. Not just roughly described by - the pinches of white sugar and salt, the spicy chilli padi, the bittermelon that scares most kids, and not forget the vinegar that makes sharpfin taste good. I feel you way much detail.

I hate to say this part, where the extreme sour extracted from the smashed serai leaves and soaked asam pieces torture my tongue and ears. Those time came when you are surrounded by throng of attractive guys. I close my ears giving no exposure to the wave around. I din't deny that they are just like the best surround system on earth to me. I'm so narrow-minded. :(

I tried your sweetness once. Heavenly high, I was controlled. Without regret and shame, I'm addicted to you. Hours of sweetness can overwhelm me with confidence, love and happiness. As if the high dense of honey stolen from the honeycomb has exerted into my mouth and leaked into my heart. Without you during this critical period, I would say I'm at the border of being crazy. You are irreplaceable and I'll collapse if there isn't a sugarcane crush for me to temporally suck on, which is your superb care and time spent on me. Meanwhile, I'll be waiting you home (waiting me to be sent home).