My Dustbin Stomach

When I was a kid, I had already knew I wasn't as cool as everyone else.

Sis was good in being quiet

(that she could sit still n nvr disturbed ppl talking);

Brot was good in cheating

(that he could tell a lie without a blink of eyes);

Cousin was so clever

(that she could spell "cockroach" in the age of five);

But I could do nothg, except I have a rather big head, and I'm not afraid of lizard, tats all.

When I grow elder i,ve finally seen a little speciality of mine- I hav dustbin kind of stomach.

which mean I hav a stronger digestive system than anyone's, which mean I can eat watever weird thg without disaster of stomach pain.

I can eat fresh salmon that ppl cant really bear wif it;

I can eat pretty much watermelon that ppl cant really stand of it;

I can drink rich coffee that ppl might feel too heavy;

I can take in cooked bugs that ppl found it damn disgust.

Today,my little special power have once again been proven. I cooked a big plate of macaroni (bcox it's going to expired) n flavoured it in three:

1st - macaroni with sardines

2nd - macaroni with apple + mayonis + eggs

3rd - macaroni with baked beans

I,ve taken them as my lunch, in one time, and so did to my brave roommate. Im such a genius on mix n match of recipe, as i found it perfect tasty, all three. But it wasn't to my pity roommate, she's suffered a great pain n got to toilet the whole day. I have a sense of guilt, of having such a dustbin stomach, though I feel pretty cool with it^^