Warning: The following may cause you to get sick and feel a bit revolted due to the graphic things I'm gonna describe.
December 31, 2oo9
It was New Year's Eve night. My family and I were having Media Noche. We ate tons of good food including the tasty Minestrone Soup we ate for lunch. Since I was so full on so many things, I decided not to finish my share of Minestrone Soup. I didn't know that I was pretty lucky not to do so when...
January 1, 2010
I woke up and went down the stairs. I saw my little sister lying down on the sofa, resting. I asked what's wrong with her. My mom replied that she threw up that morning. My brother later on also threw up and my mom said she threw up to. It was pretty weird; especially when I saw my brother's puke. You guys may think I'm gross, but I noticed all the ingredients of the Minestrone all mashed. The puke was also similar to my Mom's and Sisters. I noticed Mashed macaroni and potatoes (ingredients of my Dad's Minestrone). I even noticed the crushed herbs that even became more crushed. It's obviously got to be the soup
I was afraid. It was a good thing I didn't eat the soup the night before. I mean...if my brother(who can EAT ANYTHING regardless of expiry date and not get a stomach ache) threw up, I would, too. And I would puke an ocean. I told my Dad and he said if it was the soup, he would've thrown up, too since he ate it last night. But the majority of the family got sick and a person like me who isn't even Sherlock Holmes would know it was due to food poisoning from the Minestrone. It could also be the pots and and pans used. Probably some insect like cockroaches touched them and no one knew so they just used it anyway.
Some weeks after...
The Minestrone Mystery became a forgotten case. No one ever spoke of it. My sister thinks it was the cornicks she ate and never ate them again after throwing up on Jan. 1. But then my Mom told us about what she saw on Yahoo! about onions(which was also an ingredient in the soup). She said once chopped, it has to be used right away. No leftover; you have to use the whole onion. Why? Because if you store the leftover onion and use it again and/or use the chopped onions hours after it had been chopped, it can cause food poisoning. Why will it cause food poisoning, I forgot what my mom said.My dad usually prepares the ingredients for lunch early, so that's why my sibs and mom got food poisoning. Mystery (kinda) Solved!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
The Thing with Love...
I've never been in love. People will either be happy and encourage me to do greater things in life or people will pity me for being NBSB.
It was never a big deal for me. I have to admit; there are times when I want to know what it feels like to have your hands held by someone who loves you very much. I want to know what it feels like to dress up for dates whatever the occasion is. But then I think of how irked I am when I think of accepting flowers (Never liked flowers, really), talking about the future of our relationship (I'll be sick if I do) and think about what's good for the both of us than thinking of myself.
I'm very selfish(but not in a way that I won't share my Piattos). I see it this way if there are times I want to experience being in love: I won't have to share a small piece of cake. I'll get to enjoy it in a way that it may be small, but it's all mine.
Okay...I'm not an open person to love, but it all goes down by how much hurt I've seen couples--married or not--experience. I hate seeing women who give everything to their man and never save some for themselves. I know I won't be like that. People say to me that I shouldn't say that since I've never been deeply in love. But there's an obvious lesson from the situation and I choose to follow it.
I'm young and not allowed to date. Probably I'll get a different perspective if I DO date. But then, this is how I think of love
It was never a big deal for me. I have to admit; there are times when I want to know what it feels like to have your hands held by someone who loves you very much. I want to know what it feels like to dress up for dates whatever the occasion is. But then I think of how irked I am when I think of accepting flowers (Never liked flowers, really), talking about the future of our relationship (I'll be sick if I do) and think about what's good for the both of us than thinking of myself.
I'm very selfish(but not in a way that I won't share my Piattos). I see it this way if there are times I want to experience being in love: I won't have to share a small piece of cake. I'll get to enjoy it in a way that it may be small, but it's all mine.
Okay...I'm not an open person to love, but it all goes down by how much hurt I've seen couples--married or not--experience. I hate seeing women who give everything to their man and never save some for themselves. I know I won't be like that. People say to me that I shouldn't say that since I've never been deeply in love. But there's an obvious lesson from the situation and I choose to follow it.
I'm young and not allowed to date. Probably I'll get a different perspective if I DO date. But then, this is how I think of love
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