Lil B here. It's not such a sunny day down in my lethal legal sphere where daggers are hidden, looks are deceiving, words are bent to the untruth, and expressions can hardly be deciphered. You think your life is a funfair circus? Wait till you shake a hand with invisible needles, brittle piecemeal alliances, and unrepentant bitchings which threaten to ruin the one's reputation.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

A "Wonderful" New Year's Eve

This is just awesome.

Having food poisoning on the eve of CNY.

No, I don't think I need to use the stomach muscles to vomit all of whatever foodstuff that is in my stomach.

I don't need to vomit to get a flat tummy.

It is a horrible experience.

The question is... what the hell did I eat???

I think it was the bloody shrimps. Glorious as they were.

My stomach has the feeling of a tornado inside. And I don't have any appetite to eat at all.

And guess what?? Auntie Margaret just had to bring coconut candies, muruku and glorious chocolate cakes when I don't have the appetite.

It's so irritating to watch my mom's ecstatic face from all the indulgence while I sit in front of her and sulk.

Reasons to hate CNY??

1. Getting a sore throat due to over-indulgence in mandarin oranges.
2. Madly jammed housing areas. My housing area has never been so madly jammed in my whole entire life.
3. Listening to beautifully orchestrated car honks. Although my house is about a kilometre away from the Klang "highway".[The main road, the only road leading to Klang town.]
4. Mad firecrackers and fireworks blasting into the dead of the night.
5. The entire place suffocated by smoke from the fireworks and firecrackers.
6. Irritating talk-shows in mandarin. I can't stand the way they try to act cute. Urgh. PUHLEASE!!!
7. Too many movies to watch at one go, at the same time. I ended up watching fragments of here and there.
8. Having an overly-full stomach at night after all the gorging on groundnuts.
9. Being forced to stay up until the dead of the night just to accompany my mom to listen to IRRITATING CNY songs. Especially those sung by kids. Blargh.
10. No foodstalls opened. I cannot survive on my mom's cooking larr.....

I'm gonna go and eat the duck sitting on the dining table, calling out for me.

I shall eat despite of the turmoil in my stomach. Yesh. I shall do it.

I had better take great care to make sure that I can still fit in the dress for CNY tomorrow.

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