Yesterday....

Just when you think you can look forward to tomorrow, yesterday comes and hits you in the face. Suddenly, you're pushed into a time capsule to revisit the memories that seems so surreal now. I just wanted to let bygones be bygones and move on with life. Why did my angel turned out to be human after all? Maybe it is guilt that makes us all human. The burden of guilt pushes us down to earth and prevents us from soaring into the skies. If saying sorry is your way of getting over your guilt, as childish as I may sound, I'm sorry too because I cannot forgive you. You trying to say sorry for your actions doesn't make it anymore justifiable. You trying to say let's be friends doesn't erase any pain you have caused. Excuses you now give to make up for your quiet actions then doesn't award you retribution.

Yesterday was an interesting day.

1. My day started out with an unexpected conversation with someone from the past. I'm sure most of you can guess who it is by now. Whatever...
2. I've been sick since Sunday and it didn't get much better come Monday morning so I went to work lethargic and cranky. I think my bitchiness level was 200%. Luckily no one gave me trouble at my workplace =)
3. My friend sneaked into my house while I was asleep to cook congee for me because he knew I was sick. His first time cooking and I actually dared eat it. Luckily I'm still alive. Haha. Just joking! It was delicious (after all the seasoning I added of course). Thank you!
4. Call 911! Ling, Warren and I nearly died because we decided we had big balls to go try Cluck U's 911 buffalo wings. These are wings where you have to sign a liability waiver before buying so you can't sue them if anything happens to you. The box came with a warning "Death in a box". Opening the box, I think our balls got even bigger because the overpowering smell of jalapeños didn't make us waver while the rest of our friends were cringing over the smell. The dare was to eat the wing without any dipping. Bad idea. I took the first bite and automatically spit it out. The taste was bitter and inhumanly spicy. Ling was even braver...she actually swallowed a piece of it. Tears immediately formed. Warren freaked out after watching "the Malaysian's" reaction and 'chicken out' (pun intended) and only tasted the sauce which was enough to get him looking worse than the baboon after drinking. Minutes after that experience I felt my whole body aching. To start with, I was already sick but trying the wing just made my body go into overdrive. Ling threw up while I was crying in pain and crazily searching for medication while refusing to go to the hospital/doctor or drink milk. The rest of the night was a painful experience we would never want to repeat and I think we learned our lesson well. Never underestimate how spicy American food can get.
   

Well, at least both of us survived through the night and even went to class today! High five! All these wings have made me so warm. I need to reduce all this heat in my body. Next craving...Ice-cream anyone?