In fact, me and my roomie share the same passion : the loyal love for bubble tea. Mind you, she has been addicted for the pass 4 years, and for me, well, only recently, not yet an amateur like her.
The cheapest one we can get here, hmm, is about $1.30, and some cost more, some even have their own franchise brand. The one we're really, really attached with is the one in Parkway.
*Ipoh's bubble tea costs RM2 each, if you're talking about that shops opposite my Secondary School*
So there it goes, if you go to Parkway, buy me one bubble tea kay? Deal.
Sometimes I like bringing home the two cups, sometimes finishing mine before returning. But one difference between me and her is : I always, always finish my bubble tea first before her.
Which leads me to a thought in my head, sigh, here goes another S1.30 in 5 minutes. Mind you, hers can last for one whole hour.
And sometimes I wonder, how many things in life I had not savour, really taste what's inside, and taken for granted.
Countless, once again. Like the flowers being bought, given and thrown away when they withered.
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But still, bubble tea rocks when u drink it illegally on buses. :D
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