12:45 a.m.
I am a bit hungry.
I hate the Sri Lankan food available--
I went downstairs, in the kitchen, there is fried rice in the fridge, which I could heat and eat.
But I hate it.
I prefer Maggi Ramen noodles cooked al dente my way which is probably unhealthy according to some doctor girl I talked to on Tinder.
But whatever.
I do not like healthy foods.
I like bacon and I like alcohol and I like smoking too--although, I never smoke tobacco
I only smoke socially, with my cousins
I will just do work now.
I guess, if I get very hungry, I will use the hot water in our water dispenser
Or else, just eat Maggi uncooked, as I did, as a child.
It is disgusting, I hate the people here, I hate my mum, she has stolen my kettle--
I will be very nasty to her soon and take back my electric kettle, saying, "buy your own".
She locked the living room door, so I cannot get it.
I saw chocolate biscuits downstairs, very low quality, commercial stuff in SL.
I am scared to eat after brushing my teeth.
I also want tea.
I can buy a new kettle. It is not a big deal. I am annoyed by her massively.
I am scared to use the microwave downstairs to heat or boil water or cook Maggi--
I fear the radiation because I cannot see it and I do not fully understand it --
and if the BBC or NHS says research says it does not cause cancer--
then, I am more worried that there was research done on this in the first place.
When I went downstairs, I saw my used plates and soup bowl, which Manju will clean tomorrow.
I am a bit lazy, but I sort of cleaned my spoon, without soap, and then went upstairs.
I remembered that guy, the Sith guy from The Mandalorian, in Breaking Bad.