Its either my problem or it's my problem. Ok enough of confusing my reader. It is my problem. I haven't been doing what am i supposed to do and I blame it to the sky, to the sea, to the tree, except myself.
We have recently filed for tax return. Due to my recent years job changing, i have paid way more than i should, so i got excess. And even with the tax return this month, i do not need a calculator to see negative income to the bank account. That means i spent more than i mean.
I used my first excuse to save money and got myself a con of nasi lemak. Nasi lemak is a Malaysian dish that consist of coconut infuse rice, fried anchovies, roasted peanuts, cucumber slice, usually half an egg and a dash of sambal chili pepper paste. Its a complete fatty breakfast for many Malaysian at very affordable price that guarantee heart attacks over the long run 🤣 oh and not forgetting the diabetics drink we call it teh tarik. Its indian style pull tea, extremely smooth and offer a free ticket to ride the wheel chair for life. For all that, total damage RM4.50, or a dollar 💵, complement with high cholesterol and spiked blood sugar.
I have been having some indigestion since lent season has trained my stomach to eat cleaner diet. Due to the recent discovery of my bank account going negative, me and my buddy decided to visit the traditional Indo cooking stall. I got myself a huge plate of rice, a great deal of fried squid, a slice of fried egg quiche 😋 oh my, the dish is even bigger than my face, guess what, i have conquered it. Not only the rice, but also a flower pot of iced tea.
If felt so good chugging down a huge pot of rice and a flower pot of iced tea at a hot afternoon. It cost me a total of RM13, or $2.5 if you want a conversion. So we decided to take a walk. Me and my bud was not the small size doods, technically when we walk at the mall, people from the opposite direction will have to make way for us usually 🤣 fortunately, it wasn't crowded since we finishes our lunch earlier, we've got a fruitful afternoon walk after such a heavy lunch.
And i don't need to remind myself again my stomach is still not ready for fiery sambal and heavy food. This time i didn't have stomach bloating, but a diarrhea 😞 my asshole is on fire. When the growling come, i better NOT be stuck in Kuala Lumpur traffic, or the next fart is going to be uncontrollable ass nozzle shooting flame and watery human waste. So, i ended the day late, until the traffic is clear before i dare to hop in the car and drive home very quickly to avoid the explosion take place. Fast forward to next morning after hugging the toilet bowl whole night, i acted as if i have forgotten my ass is on fire, and a plate of fried vermicelli with condiments, to go with another glass of amputation pull tea 😅
P/s: my weighing scale indicate addition of 2kg within 2 days. I should really back it up the throttle a little.
