Archive for May, 2012

May 27, 2012

Protected: Memories

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May 26, 2012


by thebirdieflies

Look, look I’m eating a plateful of red juicy watermelons.

I’m extra excited because they look all cubical and geometric and box-like and so symmetric :’)

Except that one in the corner out of which I took a fork-bite (ie., similar to a bite, but using a fork).

May 22, 2012

My Food Philosophy

by thebirdieflies

I don’t have much of a food philosophy.

But I believe in one’s right to choose between vegetarian and non-vegetarian and I absolutely hate people who try to make me feel bad about that, or say stuff to me regarding what choice I make. The most logical reason for preferring non-vegetarian food, that I often use in such arguments is, even when you’re eating vegetarian food, you’re killing something. You’re killing the plants. I just don’t make a distinction between animals or plants. I mean, if that’s your logic. Whatever suits you, suits you. This suits me, I like to eat it, it’s not exactly very unhealthy (red meat is, so I eat that rarely) and it’s part of my diet 🙂
I’m not a very adventurous non-vegetarian. I don’t like fish, I eat pork and red meat rarely, and I’m not particularly fond of seafood except for crab and shrimp.

I’m pre-disposed to eat healthy. I don’t like greasy, fatty food. I can’t have much spicy food either.
Working within these parameters and eating home-cooked food regularly means that I’m pretty much free to eat anything.

My body’s also extremely kind to me in the sense that it doesn’t tolerate anything for too long. I can’t eat a lot of Anything in one go. I might have an intense craving for something in particular, but it dies down after eating a bit of it. There was one point of time when I was drinking fizzy sugary drinks with each meal. After a while, it started feeling strange. My teeth would feel like they were rotting, I’d feel full of the fizz and just like that, I stopped it, cold turkey, before it got the better of me. It’s not like I don’t drink fizzy sugary drinks any more. I just don’t drink them Everyday.

I used to be dependent on packaged foods some years back, living on soups made of soup powder and 2-minute noodles. Recently, I’ve stopped that too. I stopped that, because I no longer felt like eating it. I wanted fresh soup, freshly cooked noodles. Nothing out of a packet, nothing that takes less than 10 minutes to make. I think my body naturally knows when I’ve eaten too much of nothing good at all. Omniscient and all. 😛

Sometimes I feel I take my body for granted. I’ve always been proud of my immune system, and my system of eating. There’s almost nothing that I prevent myself from eating if I really really feel like eating it. That might seem like a very idea to many people, but you know, well, this food philosophy of mine serves me well 🙂

Just one thing I feel strongly about: Don’t give me shit about my food habits. I don’t need it. I can’t stand any of that crap about non-vegetarians being murderers or that I eat too little (because I don’t; I only eat as much as I can so maybe I’ve a tiny appetite but you telling me this won’t really change it, now will it?).

Present Me

May 21, 2012


by thebirdieflies

To remember: Never put an expiry date on your relationship with A. It pisses him off. It’s his only biggest grouse with you. So stop being pessimistic.

Present Me

May 11, 2012

A Visit to the Dentist

by thebirdieflies

Dear Future Me

The dentist said I will need teeth scaling. My gums have been a-bleeding.

With vibrating instruments.


He gave me a disgusting peroxide mouth wash that I have to use until he performs that Thing on me.

Also, what’s with my wisdom teeth? I’m 20 years old and they aren’t out yet.

I got a call yesterday from A: “I miss you so much, it hurts. Literally.”
I told him it was probably gas, but he said it’s not. Can missing people really hurt?

Present Me

May 8, 2012

Protected: Questions to my Future Self

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May 7, 2012

Happy Days

by thebirdieflies

Last summer, I think this was. Me, my best friend and A, trying on furry scarves, making pouty faces and posing in front of a mirror.


Soon, A will be gone. Just 7 days more till he goes to Pittsburgh. For two-and-a-half-fucking-months. What will I do without him?

And the best friend? She’s not in med school, far, far away from me.

Bleh. Life sucks at the moment.