I have fifteen minutes to write something before i go to work. 

Yesterday was good, nice. Went to Zizzi’s with a few mates and had the ultimate waffle desert thing i crave everytime, and always balance it out with my healthy pasta dish for main. I prefer Zizzi’s to Pizza Express because the ambience is much nicer, the candles and all. The Pizza Express guys get it wrong, its too clean and a bit metallic if you ask me, it’s kinda just where i associate business people to go now.

12 minutes.

Not only am i extremely skint for my round the world trip, i’m still happy that i’m going even if when i get to get to Singapore and find i actually have no money for activities, i can still say ‘oh i went round the world’, because i’d have the flight ticket to prove it. Suckers.

11 minutes.

I’ve decided that i like Revels now, not being a fan of the Russian Roulette-esque sweet torture, i’d come to the conclusion that 90% of the time its Win. I don’t particularly like the coffee or orange ones but i’ll still eat them.

I’ve spent too long trying to think of what to write whilst eating Revels at 9 52 in the morning, the best breakfast i feel. So i’m off to work.

Ta ta my fellow earthlings