I Don’t Need To Deal With Your Shit

From my post yesterday, you saw how the drink caused me allergies and creates the disgusting sourish sweaty smell after drinking it. I have one of this drink in a different flavour that has been sitting in my fridge because my sister gave it to me during Christmas about 5 years ago and my allergies were more severe that time so I didn’t want to drink it. I have no problems with not having something if I don’t want to, even if it has been in the fridge and staring at me every time I open the fridge, which is everyday and a few times a day.

 

Unwanted apple cider

 

Only when I want to, I will drink it. It’s because I can drink alcohol after testing, that I was ready to try this cider at that event mentioned in my previous post but it’s definitely not suitable. As for that cider sitting in the fridge, I definitely won’t drink it and giving it back to my sister. After so many years and I’m not even going to look at the expiry, it can be thrown away or whatever that should be done with it, I don’t even give a shit. It causes me allergies and I don’t want it.

 

This shows that I really do have discipline. I realised my discipline is in-built and it comes out when I think I need to be, without me realising. I don’t know why I always think I’m the least disciplined person. I guess it’s when I don’t want to do or don’t like something, or maybe I think I need to have some fun, then I won’t be disciplined. Even my favourite beer, Heineken that I got previously is just sitting there in a carton and I don’t drink it because I want to heal my health first. Then my favourite Rosé champagne is also sitting here in the cupboard, I just keep it and let it age with value. I don’t simply drink it. You can’t force me to do anything that I don’t want and especially if it harms me, it can really fuck off. At this age, I already know that whatever people in the past have forced me to do, I just won’t do it well unless I want to do it. It’s not that path that I want, then I won’t thrive in it.

 

Delayed gratification, I have no problem I can see. However, don’t just buy into this concept blindly because I have seen many opportunities go by, thinking that it’s better to wait but hell no, years go by,  you age and you don’t get anything out of your wait. Like Confucius’ statement that goes something like : “eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy”. Don’t complicate your life. Some matters can wait, some matters don’t delay gratification because you won’t get any enjoyment or benefit after some time.

 

It’s not being stuck up, I just have standards and  I’m better than just accepting shit and nonsense from others. Especially when I can just get rid of people that’s basically useless and irritating or have cause harm to me, without any feelings, I don’t have any problems with not wanting to use or consume anything that will cause me allergies. I’m bringing bitchy back. No, it doesn’t mean I want to bring a female dog or a human woman that’s bitchy back; I am that bitch. I’m not going to accept people giving me shit for no reason or be mistreated and expect me to be understand. I always have that bitchy side to me. I don’t go around being bitchy 24/7 but sometimes that bitchy side needs to be shown to some people so they don’t think they can step all over me just because I can be nice. That being said, I don’t need anymore bitches near me as bitchy and bitchy just don’t go together. Some people just get along well, some just don’t.

 

There are some people that are just so unpleasant to deal with, I would rather not. It’s going to make it futile having to deal with people you can’t get along with, it will make you not like your work or business and that will defeat the purpose of doing what you want to do in the first place. Gotta do the Marie Kondo‘s way of cleaning by having more of what “brings you joy” and getting rid of what don’t. Some say that running a small business, you have to be nice. It’s not true. I came across a few not nice business people who are still doing well in their business. Maybe they have became unpleasant due to protecting their business or maybe they were just born not nice. There are many nice business people as well that I have met. One thing is for sure – they need to speak up and make their stand especially when they/their business is being affected. No time to play pretentious nice. It’s fine being diplomatically straightforward but when some people are just not polite themselves, then don’t expect me to be.

 

I end this post with my Mummy’s healthy rice and dishes. She cooked herbal chicken dish today. The sauce that comes out of steaming the chicken is super sweet and delicious, and definitely healthy. Definitely better than shit.

 

Mummy’s herbal steamed chicken

Spring Fling Event – 23 March 2019

I attended a charity organisation’s event called “Spring Fling” on 23 March 2019. I’m not going to mention the charity organisation here because one of the ambassaders don’t appreciate what I have been doing like giving them complimentary blog posts, conducting their lucky draw sessions and all, so I just cut them out of this video. They have never paid for my services and they definitely don’t have control over what I do. Being a member of the organisation doesn’t mean that they can restrict how I run my business or make money. It’s just one of the groups in this charity, so can’t say much about the other members and having worked with other charity organisations for business and personal matters, some really do appreciate what was given to them.

Another matter I’m not happy about is the venue this event was held at. Not only could they not pay for blogging, they didn’t keep their word and communicate well. I’m not even going to mention them here, not that I’m afraid of them but rather I would not even want to give them any free advert by stating their mcb name. If some places can’t pay for a blog, then they will at least give complimentary food, beverages or products. This venue said they can provide food & beverages, but ended up this place doesn’t even freaking serve food. Macamlah, I very hadap to eat your shit food or products like that. Some will know how to give back if not the equivalent.

On that day I was going to attend the event, my Mummy cooked spaghetti which I would have very much enjoyed eating. If you have read my blog, my Mummy usually cooks Chinese cuisine everyday and only sometimes Western food. I sometimes make videos about her cooking. I missed my Mummy’s spaghetti to go to this bloody event and this place just to find out their owner have not carried out his promise. These people don’t think that time and energy is spent to attend these events and also costs like transportation to get there, parking etc.

 

I Can Drink Alcohol Again

I finally drank alcohol yesterday after a very long time (by my standards because I used to drink at least once a week) of not drinking. It has probably been months if not a year or two. It’s just a glass of champagne and almost a pint of lager beer, which is not a lot by a drinker’s standard but it’s a lot for someone like me who has been abstaining from alcohol to heal my health and skin allergies.

 

What came as a total surprise was I didn’t get any allergies at all from the alcohol and in fact it even helped the weeping from my chronic wound stop. Alcohol has antiseptic properties and it’s drying, so perhaps that’s why it dried the weeping in the wound. However, with it being dry, my skin is more dry than usual now but it’s saturated all over.

 

It’s also good that I drank the alcohol because I had sashimi and medium raw fish. Alcohol is good for preventing worms from growing in my body. I wouldn’t want any worms in my stomach. I deliberately ordered the lager instead of Guinness which is what people usually have during St. Patrick’s Day because I had lamb which is heaty. Beer cools down the body and I don’t want to overheat, so I want to balance the heatiness and cooling of my body.

 

I actually like Guinness, nothing against it. My first sip of Guinness was when I was 9 years old and my Dad let me try a sip. Then I tried a sip of lager and I actually preferred the Guinness. The black more than white. However, as I grew older, tastebuds changed and I prefer lager. It’s more refreshing and somehow Guinness started to taste a bit like cough medicine to me. It’s like the case of changing the preference of your food choice and what you used to not like, like those pungent food (e.g. parsley, spring onion), you now like the taste of it. I used to not like the taste of olive, spring onion, garlic and parsley to name a few but now I find that it opens up a whole new palate of flavours when consumed.

 

I have always been a picky eater since young. I will pick out all the spring onion that usually is found in Chinese noodle soups and throw them away or avoid drinking the parts of the soup with them. Now I even eat raw spring onion in soya sauce which I dip my meat in. When it’s raw, the pungent level is even stronger. I somehow grew to love food and have cravings. I can eat a lot since young but I don’t crave food. I just eat when hungry. Now it’s like I want to eat non-stop but I also learnt to enjoy the taste of food. It used to be eat to live, now it’s live to eat.

 

I was actually at the Penang Irish Association’s St. Patrick’s Day Festival 2019 Ball. A guest, who’s a man, came and sat beside me then saw me drinking. He commented “You can drink” after he saw me finishing off my champagne. Of course I can.  I have gotten drunk growing up and learning how to drink to finally being able to hold my drink and watch other people get drunk instead. After that I can even resist drinking just to heal my health and saying no to the many offers of alcohol and even if it’s poured out and placed in front of me, I don’t touch it if I don’t want to drink. I will only drink if I want to and if I think it won’t cause me harm.

Penang Irish Festival St. Patrick’s Day Festival 2019 Ball

 

It’s all about moderation and knowing when to stop, an important lesson I learnt growing up. I used to get hives when I first started drinking, so I chose not to drink so much. Then growing up during my 20s, I drank for the fun of it, usually at clubs, sometimes the pubs and also at friends gatherings. It’s like becoming stupid and drinking without knowing when to stop. The many times my friends have to take care of me and carry me home. Sometimes I feel like I was wiser when in my teenage years, then became stupid and learning to become smart and wise again.

 

Reflecting back, I just realised that I only get drunk during social and non-formal gatherings with acquaintances and friends. I have never gotten drunk during formal events or even non-formal events where I am there for studies (like for my post graduate certification), work or business, even if there is free flow of alcohol with no limit to the amount of alcohol you want to drink or the types. I actually do have discipline growing up and there’s a serious side to me. I always thought I didn’t have enough discipline when I was growing up but now that I think about it especially in this case of drinking where I have gotten drink, drank, drunk in many situation, I’m actually impressed with myself for not getting drunk when I know I should be well behaved. I have seen men in tuxedos or women in their pretty evening gowns at formal events getting rowdy and speaking a bit too loud when they get drunk, far much different from their initial composure and it’s not a pretty sight at all.

 

Talking about alcohol, I was just walking at the supermarket and went to the alcohol section. I was telling myself that back then, this would be my favourite section and can’t help but to feel a tinge if sadness because I can’t drink now. I’m happy I get to change this  yesterday and I’m able to consume alcohol now. It’s somehow by luck that I got the ticket to the ball and I get to attend the event.

 

Whenever I travel overseas which was quite often during my 20s, I will always buy a bottle of alcohol at the duty free shop. I liked to keep a stash of alcohol and grow the collection. When I travelled to Scotland on my solo trip, I ensured that I went to the distillery and purchased a bottle of whisky. What better place to get a bottle of original Scottish Highlands whisky than in Scotland itself. Of course the place where it originated from. I went to a shop that sold only their original brand of Scottish Highlands whiskies and this gentleman there who was an expert in whiskies advised me on the types of whiskies. I didn’t know much about the nodes and flavours; smoky, peated and whatnots, but I got one that I liked and took into consideration the year of make as well. This whisky will go into the collection to grow old and age to depreciate in value. Perhaps one day I will learn to recognise the flavours of whiskies but for now, whisky is not my favourite type of alcohol. I had to lug the heavy bottle around while I explore a bit more of Glasgow city centre but it was worth it as it’s originally from Scotland.

 

With this, I am now able to drink alcohol once again but I doubt I’ll go back to drinking at least once a week. I’ll probably just have it once in a blue moon as I don’t crave for it at all. I don’t feel like drinking but I also don’t need to abstain from it. I’m actually pretty tired of ordering mocktails and I would say many places make pretty bad mocktails where it doesn’t taste like the cocktails version, where it’s nothing more than just sugary fruit juices. I’m healing, I’m happy. I have purged my body of many toxins.