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I am never eating meat again.
Yesterday during lunch, I grabbed a to-go box and got my basic rice, carrots, and chicken to eat for dinner later that night. Dinner time came, and I heated up my delicious and nutricious meal. I set down in front of the TV and started cutting into my chicken, my eyes fixed on the Simpsons. Taking a bite, I started to chew slower and slower, thinking, "This doesn't feel right at all." I cut my chicken in the middle and discovered it was NOT cooked at ALL in the middle. Not just a little pink, my friends, but what chicken looks like before you even cook it for 5 minutes.
After calling my mommy to make sure I wasn't going to die, I went to bed at 7 fearing the worst. But I woke up this morning at 7:30, alive and well! I do feel a little funny, but it might all be in my mind.
8 years without puking, I'm not about to break that track record yet.
On a different note, the S.Korean boy asked me the other day, "Are you ronrey witout boyfren?"
Yesterday during lunch, I grabbed a to-go box and got my basic rice, carrots, and chicken to eat for dinner later that night. Dinner time came, and I heated up my delicious and nutricious meal. I set down in front of the TV and started cutting into my chicken, my eyes fixed on the Simpsons. Taking a bite, I started to chew slower and slower, thinking, "This doesn't feel right at all." I cut my chicken in the middle and discovered it was NOT cooked at ALL in the middle. Not just a little pink, my friends, but what chicken looks like before you even cook it for 5 minutes.
After calling my mommy to make sure I wasn't going to die, I went to bed at 7 fearing the worst. But I woke up this morning at 7:30, alive and well! I do feel a little funny, but it might all be in my mind.
8 years without puking, I'm not about to break that track record yet.
On a different note, the S.Korean boy asked me the other day, "Are you ronrey witout boyfren?"