In the Process of Recuperation

I've been painting the house since Friday.

My limbs ached, and are still aching now.

Stupid gastric got me yesterday night.

This was not breakfast or snack. This was lunch.

During orchestra practice on Saturday, I kept craving for food.

Craving for a specific one, maybe most of you guys (especially girls) abhor it.

Don't know what is this?

Bang your head on the wall if you call yourself a Chinese and not know what is this.

This is 猪什汤, I'm not sure what is it in English. When I search for the picture, it's named pig organ soup.

Yes they put pig organs in it. And if you request want, they can put add in pig blood.

The pig blood doesn't make the soup red la... it's in cube shape, and I think it's like jelly.

Didn't you notice that we tend to eat the whole pig? Its meat, its fat, its organs and even its blood!

We Christians can't drink blood, and even if you want us to, we won't. Drinking blood, even if it's an animal's blood, is DISGUSTING.

As disgusting as Damien washing his hands in paint.

I'm not fond and abhor eating organs. Mom loves eating the pig's liver whilst dad loves its intestine. And recently, Damien found pig's liver is delicious.

People say that pig's liver is good for women, something to do with the menstrual cycle...

I stared at dad when he chewed an intestine. Gross, ok? I mean, intestine... hello? All your urea and faeces go through that ok? Yuck!!

Ewww......

Please don't compare eating intestine to eating escargot. Escargot is a divine dish, it's not gross!

Anyway, the reason why I craved for that soup is because it tastes good~

If you dare, try it. If you don't, coward!!

But please don't eat the organs... don't eat the organs!!