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Monday, May 07, 2007

2:22 PM

Guess who have been the pampered prince at lunch today?
Yes, affirmatively me.
Ohkay, today I was coming home from sabbaticals and decided to have some nice lunch. Instead, my mum prepared this slew for me. I mean, she practically said, "There, here's your junk, pig, slurp it up so I can sell you nice and fat."
As much as I hate to do it (because it might involve me throwing up all over the keyboard) I shall describe that thing she calls edible.
It's like a brown slush from ditchwater, with mushy congee, in an extremely unappetizing colour of what goes out, instead of what goes in. To add insult to injury (internal, I must say, if I ate that) there were bits of pig liver and God-knows-what the butcher had, well, butchered from the pig. Then there's this omnipresence of putrid pig, which makes me feel like Piggy in Lord Of The Flies. I'll get stoned in the end.
If I'm not the atheist I am, I swear I'll turn to Islam.
(By the way, I am NOT destructing religious harmony nor insulting Islam. In fact I prefer it over many other religions.)
Anyway, I retorted to my mum that I am not a pig, as I've suspected she thought I was. So in the end I poured it back all into the pot and she just stared at me.
(And don't give me the 'You didn't even try it!' guilt trip. Just to prevent this, I did, and I ended up eating garlic to mask the smell, to guard myself from gagging.)
To set the point straight, my mum's usually is a brilliant cook. I enjoyed the rest of the lunch (she had the presence of mind to prepare other dishes for her picky prince) and soon forgot about my ordeal. And she didn't exactly force me to ingest that gastronomic horror, anyway.
As guilt trip goes, I washed the dishes, which is a rare event for me. It's comparable to the Jewish Jubilee.
But my point is, I have a nice mum. Sorta.
On another point, I listened to two new songs today, "Never Again", by Kelly Clarkson, released as a singles from her future album "My December", as well as a quite-old song "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne.
NA was okay, but GF was absolutely ghastly. It's whimsical, but it's morally wrong.
I mean, the guy in the video looks alright, but that doesn't mean our dear Lavigne has to act like a slut and steal that taken man.
It's absolutely wrong. Though I say the old girlfriend deserved it.
Ah, never mind. Now the problem is I can't get the bimbo tune out of my head.
And if you've heard it, it's REALLY bimboish. Like. "OMG, TAT WAS SOOOOO BIMBO."
You get the point.
Oh well. Back to symphonic orchestras!
I'm really quite a boring person, aren't I?
YAY I'M IN W.H.Y. I'M IN DAMIEN'S GROUP THE GUY WHO SMASHED XIAO BIN'S EYE!!!!!!
Hmmm. The orchestra thing doesn't seem to be working.
hmph.

signed, jiasheng

19th Sept
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