yearning

as i stared blankly into space,while puffing away "non macho" smokes ( will get to that later ) on this side of the region celebrating the eid,i was puzzled with a question that has plagued my very mind and i can't seem to find an answer...

"what the flying fuck did i eat til fuck my stomach up this badly"

well yeah its an insignificant question considering i brought this upon myself,
but as a lover of food,i have manage to screw up the one thing that bring me joy this holiday season.the dirty stares from the ketupat,the rendangs shouting "eat me already" and don't even get me started on the lemang,they we're basically taunting me,"you can't get some of this can you even if you tried (flips the finger)".indigestion?food poisoning?or maybe my stomach just got pissed off cos i tried push it to its limits.Well maybe i did,9 times to be precise.but hey,it wasn't my fault.i cant say no to food.and the open houses,golly,kudos ;) made my day.the 2 following days wasn't so great.

it was good being away for a while just get out of the hectic lifestyle of the city.
i missed the peace and quiet.
i missed the tanah merah.
i missed this 34 year old house with its wooden walls.
i missed the people.
i'm so grateful i still have this place to be called a kampung.
Hari Raya will always have a special aura here :)

anyways back to the "non machos" smokes,
mumsy was giving me a lecture about how non smoking was not macho,and how the opposite sex finds it non appealing and so on.which made me laugh for 2 secs cos why in the world would my mom think i was going for a macho look with a freaking cigarette ?i mean she should've just gone with the health route.that i might actually acknowledge and concur out of respect.Do i look like a person that wants to look macho?yeah maybe i should start going to celebrity fitness and downing protein shakes daily huh.comel la mama ni :)