Milo peng

I like Milo.

My boyfriend likes it too (but less iced, because he thinks it tastes weird?)

Some of my friends think Milo makes them run to the loo and do their thing.

And best of all, my dearest mummy finds it a good replacement for calcium (specifically for my spoilt sister)

Let me share you a secret lies within Milo.

Ah, actually within me lah.

It's a rare case for someone as young as me *coughcough* to have so much likings on creamer. You know the one in aluminium can, e.g Susu Cap Junjung. Haha, just had to mention the epic brand. No matter how many times I say it, I find it awkwardly Malaysian-ised. Anyway, back to the creamer story. I like my Milo to mix with creamer instead of milk powder. Really, that's the best mixture ever. Why? Because I happen to hate the milk powder for its foul smell. Whatever brand, whatever imported country, it smells really HORRIBLE. And, I'm not a brat in that matter. Just so happen that I'm brought up to drink with that kind of mixture and one fine day, mum thought creamer is for old people.

OLD!

How can that even be possible? 

Then my grandpa dropped another bomb shell that I should NOT be drinking Milo with creamer. After all these years, now tell me lah? =( *insert profanities*

In betraying Milo, I stopped having them in dormitory. You see, I don't have a fridge because government is crazy like that. Creamer needs to be refrigerated, so, I turned to No Milo everyday = Go Green lah! Mum still kindly packed me a small jar of milo mixture (with milk powder, pfft). I could donate it now because I only drank them twice and I just couldn't extend my love over it.

But I'm so smart like that because coffee shops offer Milo with creamer! 

Then, boyfriend dropped another bomb shell telling me that he likes it more with milk powder. How can that anyone is so against me and my pity Milo? =S 

But, but, you know, it's never that bad. I had my Milo moments alright. Those rainy days, indulging yourself in warm Milo is really just comfortable. I couldn't find any other comfortable drink that make me feels like home at least. When I used to have them with boyfriend (although it's only me drinking all along), such happifying moments I tell you. I suppose the little little things like this can make up my day. I don't know how about you but I'm brought up in a Milo environment that I have to drink it before I go to sleep (well, to replace milk in that way). I kinda missed it now. The habit just runs off after so long. I still couldn't resist it though if mum offers me one every night =D

Isn't that how life should be? When I'm upset, angry and fell sick, the thoughts of going through so many things in life should be rewarding and compensating. You forget those warmth and joy in you when grief overshadows. And I want to remember these good feelings. How my boyfriend and I spend our days together; lunch, dinner, lunch, dinner. Routines ftw but amazingly, that's how we grow. I don't want to miss him terribly when I don't get to see him next time, a year to be exact. I don't want the feelings to run off after some time because I forget how it was to be happy, to see him every day. 

I want to keep him and our times together sealed in my heart, neither fading nor shaken. He's not my Milo because his is bits and pieces in those very heartful mixture that I adore. I love you ♥

Eh, so what's with Milo Peng? Pfft! =/

(Er, I'll think of something fun?)