Of Poodles
You know how we should never do things halfway? Like when
we are telling a story to our friends, they would hate it if we just stopped
halfway without finishing the story. That applies to our work or duties too.
Nobody likes a quitter. Once we start something, we have to go through it till
the end.
Yes, I understood what that means yesterday. Like I mentioned
before, I am sick. So, I prescribed myself some medication, Panadol. Every
single time I attempted to consume them, they got stuck at the back of my
throat. That, is how stopping halfway feels like. Suffocation, choking and
bitterness.
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| The horror! |
Now, I’m not a kid, I can actually swallow pills
successfully. But these failures to do so prompted me to think of the cause.
With my awfully unique deduction skills and the slightly hurting sensation in
my throat, I postulated that my throat has swelled up and impeded the
consumption of my medicine.
I recalled the symptoms of my ailment. Fever, chills
(that hiding under the blanket didn’t help), headaches, voice changes,
difficulties swallowing (panadol much?) and ear pain. Well, my ears didn’t
exactly hurt, but I did have impaired hearing. Again, with my deduction skills
as well as the aid of my trusty sidekick, GOOGLE, I used these clues and came
to a conclusion.
*gasps* Tonsillitis *gasps*
Elementary, dear Watson. Nah, I was just scaring myself.
When I’m sick, I blame everything and anything. Today could be my tonsils, and
on another day, I would blame sushi. Especially those full-of-red-balls ones.
The fish roe sushi. The pieces of destruction.
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| I will annoy you! |
I use to work in a sushi restaurant, where the king of
sushi lives. Yes, Sushi King.
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| Behold! |
You see, I had to clean the tables once in a while and most
of the times, people who ate those pieces of destruction seems to have
destroyed their mouths and those fish eggs never fails to scatter on the table.
Messiness is one thing, but fish roes are on a whole new level. Those things
stick to the table like hair on a bar of soap. Remembering it is so frustrating
is give me a headache.
Fish roes make me sick.
On another note, I think my blog will be on a hiatus for a
while until I am well again. Since I will get my writing fix another way.
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| RAWR means bye |
Yes, I do like writing, which is why I’m blogging right
now. My optimal preference in writing would be more novel-like since I like
writing stories when I was young. But blogging requires a different style. A
free-er style but not to my liking.
Anyhow, I’ll be back soon, hopefully.
I have the sudden urge to end things randomly.
Poodles.
Stay strong Bro.. there's 2 best doctors I know can help you there.. Dr Eugene and Dr Dexter... ;)