Tuesday, September 29, 2009

The Freaking Chicken Almost Killed Me!!

sheeesh. next time i HAVE to tell Auntie Nina not to take that caterer again. or else, other ppl are gonna suffer like i did. this is the first time in the history of my raya days that i actually got sick cos of the food.

and i can't say how grateful i am that the person to blame is not any of my relatives.
bcos they CERTAINLY wouldn't
give me contaminated food.

yup, you've certainly guessed that it has something to do with the bowels.
yeah, it's gross, but whatever. seriously, it was pretty bad!!

last saturday was Auntie Nina's open house. the food was great, and so was the house; quite big for a couple (who would soon be having children, duhh). so i decided to eat ayam masak merah with nasi minyak. yumm(which i will regret eating afterwards!). but that night, i couldn't sleep and i was sweating like crazy and my stomach was churning as if it wanted to explode.

sooo then i went to the bathroom once. then twice. then three times. then a few times more!

god, my stomach was killing me! i hurried to the guest room without the fan turned on. so i slept with sweat covering my whole body. i was sweating like shit (whoa that sounds kinda wrong -,-). i didn't think i had diarrhoea bcos of the chicken of course; i thought i drank too much juice before i slept, bcos ppl came to my house a few hours bfr and i drank what's left of the juice, which was a large amount i might add. but the next day ppl started telling me about having stomach troubles late last night and i just KNEW it was the freaking chicken!! it nearly killed my butt off bcos my stomach was churning quite uncontrollably -____-

well, THAT was a very unpleasant experience 0.o
never do i wanna eat ayam masak merah again.
except my mum's. or my relatives'.

anyway, yesterday's choir performance was the most horrible one ever.
and it's safe to say that i took part in it too. which is such a goddamn wrong thing to do!
it wasn't anyone's fault really. we didn't have time to rehearse.

huh, and i thought everyone in assembly were SUPPOSED to sing tanggal tiga puluh satu TOGETHER!!

but no, the choir group were the only ones who sang. with a little TOO much enthusiasm. so much for patriotisme. the boys in front of us merely gaggled their fucking heads off. stupid males -,-

no choir. for, like, EVER.

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