I got a fly in my drink today,… no ordinary fly, but a big fat one that flew into my cup and drowned in my sweet iced chrysanthemum tea. I wasn’t even half done yet and this arrogant little bug decides to kamikaze and end his life in a sweet suicide. I was soooo miffed.

But being one to always look on the bright side, I then ordered an iced chinese tea thinking it would be a cleansing change instead. Too much sugar lately, my urine can probably be classified as some form of sucrose.

Imagine how I felt when another fly flew straight in my cup!

OMG. It was another suicide bug, probably an accomplice of the first and equally stupid. I might even say the 2nd fly was even more stupider (if there is such a word) because he fly into my cup and got stuck on a piece of ice. This guy froze to death. The first fly was still wallowing in sweet juices but this second one was a mystery.

I’m guessing it was one of those love stories where the husband finds his wife dead in a cup of chrysanthemum and decides he can’t live another moment without her. Two flies in two cups in one day!…

DAMNIT! Is something out there trying to tell me something? It could be one of the following ;

• I’m about to be showered with extreme luck.
• I’m about to be showered with extremely bad luck.
• The place I ate in is really dirty.
• I am a fly magnet.

Whatever it is, I am now on my guard for the rest of the night. They could be watching….