When I applied for my accommodation last year, I had put down in my form that I was a vegetarian.. The logic behind this was that whenever I joined any functions that required me to list down my dietary requirements, I would always say I'm vegetarian simply because they don't provide halal food.. So I did the same with my halls application.. Little did I know that I was being allocated to a vegetarian-only flat!
In the beginning, I was totally apprehensive about it.. They were all mean, lean, green-eating machines and I couldn't bear the thought of having them stare disapprovingly as I went about cooking raw meat in the kitchen.. So I basically avoided the kitchen for as long as I could.. I must've visited the kitchen only 4-5 times a week and most of the time, I would just eat out.. As a result, I was effectively the odd one out in the flat..
Nowadays, I've started to gain the "courage" to cook normally in the kitchen.. I try my best to use it when it's less busy, but somehow they always hover in whenever I'm around.. Particularly, there's this one flatmate of mine, R, who's constantly getting on my nerves about what I eat.. When she first told me that she was a vegetarian, she said, "I don't believe that animals should die to feed me," and since then, I knew that I was in for a torrid year ahead :S
Over time, her comments didn't let up.. I cooked a chicken dish once and she retorted, "Ooh, dead birds?" and the other day I was cooking prawns, she just belched, "Disgusting!".. But then, she started to comment that my chocolate milk looked like "diarrhea juice" and I knew this wasn't coming from her vegetarian side..
One day, I decided to be civil and had my dinner in the kitchen with another flatmate.. As it turned out, I was told that everybody else was having problems with R as well.. She's been a tad demanding over the others and she has a penchant for nicking other people's food, to which I just winced in despair because I had just offered her to take some of my multipack cheese and onion rolls in the fridge anytime she wished :P
But come to think of it, maybe all those horrible comments she gave me were blessings in disguise.. Of all the food I've got, she's only going to nick my rolls, so I'm practically saved :D
Of course, I'd have to have really thick ears just to contend with her in the kitchen.. But it's a price I'm willing to pay.. LOL :P
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NHA at 2:49 PM ::
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