Happy.... And yet unhappy....

Happy that I have eaten my ice cream... Ordered 8 scoops of chocolate and vanila coupled with biscuits and hot fudge... It was a big bowl and yummy for me as it has been a long while since I had ice cream....

Wanted kemp to hide from my mum that we had ice cream.. Didnt want her to feel sad as she cant have ice cream anymore... Anything sweet for her would make her leg ache again.... But that boy... Not reliable at all... The more we wanted him to hide... The more he said out...

Could sense her disappointment in her tone of voice... Wondered if she felt sad about the ice cream or the fact that we went cafe cartel for dinner without her.... Sigh... Sorry maybe I shouldnt have a feast of ice cream knowing that she cant eat....

And kemp... Having ate such a large amount of ice cream... His reading may be high tomorrow.... Sigh... Scared.. Worried... But ice cream already eaten...

And myself.. As I ate, I can feel bloatedness in my stomach... And my stomach churning as I eat... But I couldnt care more... Since I am at it, might as well eat more... So I ate and ate.... And so now, I am feeling super bloated... And will wait for the diarrhoea tomorrow.... And it may make my day a bad hair day tomorrow...

Sigh... Its only that few moments of happiness when eating ice cream... After eating, there is so much things to worry about....
So.... Was it happy or unhappy?
Contradicting....