Eventful

Woke up this bleeding morning with my mom banging at the door (actually she was knocking but I am known to spice up my posts by exaggerating) and screaming for me to wake the heck up. Then she thankfully left for work....haha. Spent the morning doing something useful. ( I will leave it to your imagination) Well..I thought the morning could not be spicier but it was certainly whackier during lunch. My sis cooked fish and vegetables (the limpy type) and we settled down and ate. As we were eating..she exclaimed at the dryness and 'biji'ness of the rice. (I have my own reasons to make the rice soo dry because the rice would stick to the bottom of the pot if too much water was added...it would be a waste..) So I suggested adding milk to the rice to soften it...then the jousting of words began. Before long...I had actually agreed to add milk to my rice before she adds it to hers...just to prove her point that it would be inedible....i.e. I would vomit..or puke...or blow chunks....when I ate the milky rice. I mean...the natives and the survivors of the historical world wars have known to survive on it. Other people in Malaysia even choose to eat durians..fermented ones..with their rice and they call it good...I hate durians...wait...dislike...
Anyway..back to the drama...I have eated the rice since one....and my stomach has not curdled since then...its a miracle haha...in your face. Wait...I just felt a jolt of something pulling my stomach...anyway...that was how my morning and afternoon went..:)