Filed under: if the rain must fall
has it really been that long?
how are things?
better yet still shitty?
yes, the usual crap.
that’s the thing about writing, not that i am a writer, it’s just that when you don’t write, you kind of wonder – why?
my body is fucked up. if names do amuse you, these should be nominated for the ‘bff of mine award’ this year:
1. migraine
2. bloating
3. vomitting after meal
4. constipation
5. wind and gas
6. hermorrhoids
7. unexplained weight gain
8. back pain
no 1 visits reguarly, has been there for years.
no 2 is as annoying as akon and that sorry song. annoying because i ask myself the question, “is this how i would look like when i’m 5 months pregnant.?” everyday.
i think no 3 is just plain cruel. you’d be surprised at how much i spend for food these days and to throw it all out is heartbreaking. not only that, when i told a close friend that the doctors had no answers to why my stomach is acting funny, she simply said, “god punish us in various ways. you the diet specialist, all of your diet plans, look at you now, food won’t even stay in yor stomach.” so what is it? bad karma for fatties?
4 and 5 are the answers to malaysian food + workload + no exercise.
now no 6. you know, it was funny when i had it during my trip to vietnam last month. it came in the morning, right after the loo session. if you don’t know how it feels like to have hermorrhoids, please don’t be my friend. i couldn’t believe that people actually forced me to climb up a thousand stairs to see some statue in vung tau, carrying little miss rhoids. the pain was intolerable. and it didn’t help that we had to visit 4 pharmacies in saigon for pain killers. sigh. no more vietnamese red chillies for me.
when you see me, you’ll notice no 7.
8 is gone now, thanks to urban retreat spa in the curvey. i love your signature treatment long time.
tomorrow is going to be a long day. good thing james morrison is here.
discover me, james.
* james morrison – undiscovered
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