Every time I come back to Malaysia I would get a sounding from *ahem ahem* for having such a ‘big’ tummy. But in actually fact I cannot help it. Home is a place to jalan jalan cari makan. My craving for food far exceeds my now reduced metabolism. I had been staved too long from all the Malaysian food, hawker store, mamak midnight 24 hours.
Do you know how it feels like to fast from all the curry mees and the bak kut tehs for one year and a half? Shame on you people who take these things for granted. Even in China, there is no such thing as curry mee and bak kut teh. That is the first thing these Chinese nationals will look for if they happen to visit Malaysia.
Yes I know… when in India, do what the Indians do… eat what they eat. But in Malaysia, ‘gluttony’ is the first rule… I had made it a point to go around town and beyond to gasak all the ‘essential’ must eat foods. Even fast food restaurants, McD, KFC, Kenny Rogers A&W are not spared.
And that’s when I began to have this tummy. It really started after eating the Big Mac in the McD in Chiangi Airport (my first beef in one and a half years!) and my stomach feels bloated after every meal. Actually hor, is it really because of fat or air? Gf says it is because I drink water after my meal.
What I need is to have an intensive exercise programme. I predict that if I play tennis every day and jog to boost my stamina - basically my secondary school routine – unwanted tummy will go off in a week ( I hope so :P)
Hehe… will be flying to Terengganu tomorrow to gasak more keropok leko and all the nasi kerabu and telur penyu and ahem… auntie’s cooking. (ala she ask me to call her mom that what… for now… hehe)
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