A feast fit for a king. And another. And another. And another.

HELLO BLOG. :)

I'm proud of myself for keeping this up longer than I have in a while.

Went to uncle's place for dinner.

You couldn't possibly imagine how much I had been looking forward to this all week. Aunt cooks SOAMAZINGLYYOUWOULDNOTEVENBELIEVE.

There was so much food. GOOD food. Of course I used the opportunity to stuff my face. I think I had to have eaten about a weeks worth of my normal consumption. (Okayokay, a bit exaggerated. Half a week. Hee.)

Look at this feast:

Do you know what you are seeing?

You are looking at butter prawns, marmite chicken, fried sotong, THE BEST FISH EVER, a bucket load of crab, a wok's worth of mushrooms, fried lettuce (I think. I didn't really pay attention to that one) and eggplant/brinjal/aubergine cooked...somehow (didn't pay attention either).

[Cheryl, I realise you are quite disgusted. It's alright. I'll still be your friend.]

That's a crazy amount of food for ten and a half people. (Adam doesn't eat that much.)

Dad thought it'd be a good idea to bring durian too. Can you IMAGINE? Everyone was stuffed, and still were tucking into it.

Normally, I'd join in the durian related festivities. But tonight, I stayed away. D'you ever notice how the smell tends to linger for, often, a couple of days?

On average, I take about three showers a day.

If the smell can STILL linger after that, you can bet it's not going anywhere anytime soon.

Don't get me wrong. It doesn't really bother me. I've just gotta be in a lot of places with a lot of people, and not everyone appreciates the unique, uh, odour.
I'm just trying to be considerate, here.

:)

So YEAH. That was my made of awesome evening.

Random photo of my feet in my uncle's HUMUNGOLOSUS slippers:


If you didn't know already, I don't exactly have dainty, little feet. Those slippers are quite the large.

Alright, alright. I seem to have gone on a bit more than I had planned to. I have to get some sleep.

Long day tomorrow.

I'm excited.

Hope you're all well.

BAI.

:)

Watch your mouth oh oh oh

Hello, interweb.

I don't have a hugely exciting day to talk about.

But I do have an incident to talk about. And yes, I'm gonna be a bit serious. So if you're not in the mood for that, I suppose you could just skip over this entry and wait for the next one to show up.

Everything I'm gonna talk about at the moment happened on one of those days. You know, when you wake up and you can't find the energy to physically pull yourself out of bed?

Yeah.

I had been sneezing a lot and was on Panadol Cold & Flu (which makes you SOOOOO sleepy, it's ridiculous). But I had to stay awake. I was going out.

Needless to say, I was irritable. My body felt like deadweight. My head was spinning slightly, and I wanted to crawl under a rock to die.

Still. None of this excuses what happened next.

I used my crappy mood to license my actions. I started getting unnecessarily mouthy with everyone. It was uncalled for, and I really should have kept myself in check.
I crossed the line more than a couple of times.
This is not something I am proud of.

Waking up the next day was worse.

I thought about everything that had gone down, and couldn't help but hate myself a little bit.

You can't take back words, and though I didn't say anything particularly spiteful, I wish I could've kept my mouth shut. I was just taking my frustration out on my friends.

All that comes out of this experience is me feeling like a bad person and other people being rightfully mad at me.

So next time round, I plan to keep my mouth shut.

It's not worth it.

[I was gonna sign off with the purple smiley face, like I do usually, but I somehow don't see that as being appropriate.]

Hope you're well.

manda

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P.S. I have, since, apologised. I don't feel any better about it.