Another Social Casulty

Chuo Ming invited me to his house for dinner today. I had not been to his house for a week now. The moment I stepped into his living room, I was so surprise to see how messy his house had become. The kitchen floor was very oily and the rubbish bin was giving out foul smelling odour. I guess everyone in the house had been busy with their assignments. Chuo Ming cooked his infamous fried rice and Frederick fried two “Bawal Putih” fishes for dinner. Chee Feng and Adrian were there as well. I was the centre of attention on the dinner table for the wrong reasons (as usual). It goes something like this:
Cheng Leong: The fish is good.
Cheng Feng and Adrian: yeah, it’s good.
Me: I think its okay only.
Chee Feng: Mahai, its damn good lar! If you think it is not good then don’t eat lar.

Later when we were drinking Pepsi Cola, I told the people on the table that Pepsi Cola did not taste as good as Coca Cola. Chee Feng was furious with my comment again. He said that I complained too much especially when I was drinking free Cola.

I think I deserve to be told off when I said that “the fish was okay only” because as a guest even if the food is not that good, I should always tell the host that it is good for the sake of politeness. I must confess here that the fishes were good and the answer I gave was a foolish one. Although, I think I am not wrong when I say that Coke is better than Pepsi, It is not right for me to be angry at Chee Feng since he was the one who bought the Pepsi.

Well, all I can say is that the whole incident is another social casualty. If I keep acting like this, I might kill myself off from the social circle soon. I seriously do not know how am i going to make a living in the future when i am such a lousy conversationist. Sigh…

Anyway, Chuo Ming was not eating dinner with us. I think that was strange because he was the one who invited me to dinner. I hope he is alright.
2:22AM Whenever you wonder if you’re being a “fruitful” Christian, ask yourself, “Am I like Jesus? Is His life flowing through me in the ordinary activities and relationships of each day? Do the ‘grapes’ of my life point others to the Vine?” —David McCasland