2 issues and i need a puff
i realized a horrible pattern in the way i get hunger pangs.
its the worst craving ever.
now, i dont really eat rice in camp during weekdays. in fact, i just survive on milo or redbull.
and maybe a piece of chicken for the needed protein in order to drive around the island.
but aside from that, i survive on cigarettes.
and thats problem number 1.
when i dont smoke. especially at home.
i get really hungry. and i tend to binge, alot. wallow even.
when i smoke, the appetite aint there no more.
now thats a good thing.
but i have been reducing the number of sticks
now thats a bad thing.
and when i dont puff.
i get ultra cranky and get noseblocks. typical.
like yesterday at tampines during my bus rides before meeting ameerul and the rest in town.
super ultra cranky. and super leakage in the nose.
and then i whipped it out and stopped being cold turkey. typical.
"lets stop smoking slowly. u, me and fit." arafat said 2 months ago
"i thought u said we're quitting?" i asked him 2 months later
"eh, where got sia" he replied with his signature wide grin.
"how come ah, when i dont smoke. my nose like all blocked. and when i smoke, its all clear" arafat posed me a simple mind boggler.
and no. i dont intend to stop.
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i was surfing and contemplating to enrol for a Class 2A license.
i didnt have a full urge to do so.
then there was a ruckus outside.
a convoy of motorbikes. consisting of Super4s and Waves.
apparently, their biker friend was getting married,
durr. sundays and malay weddings.
and later that night, dad came home.
apparently he had a minor accident along the way with his bike.
he was engaging a turn at the junction near his workplace, mind you, it was raining.
and plop. the bike skid and fell.
pinned under his bike, it took him 2 good samaritans to help him up.
his pants was ok, his kness had blood all over.
and erm, it was his first day at work.
his second job this year.
"dad should get a car. like when i drive my truck, despite the heavy rain, i just turn with no difficulty" me talking to my mom
"mmmm... go and pass. then get a bike"
"taknak. naik nanti mati (don't want. ride and then die)"
"tak naik pun mati (will die even if you don't ride"
so erm, 2A anyone?
its the worst craving ever.
now, i dont really eat rice in camp during weekdays. in fact, i just survive on milo or redbull.
and maybe a piece of chicken for the needed protein in order to drive around the island.
but aside from that, i survive on cigarettes.
and thats problem number 1.
when i dont smoke. especially at home.
i get really hungry. and i tend to binge, alot. wallow even.
when i smoke, the appetite aint there no more.
now thats a good thing.
but i have been reducing the number of sticks
now thats a bad thing.
and when i dont puff.
i get ultra cranky and get noseblocks. typical.
like yesterday at tampines during my bus rides before meeting ameerul and the rest in town.
super ultra cranky. and super leakage in the nose.
and then i whipped it out and stopped being cold turkey. typical.
"lets stop smoking slowly. u, me and fit." arafat said 2 months ago
"i thought u said we're quitting?" i asked him 2 months later
"eh, where got sia" he replied with his signature wide grin.
"how come ah, when i dont smoke. my nose like all blocked. and when i smoke, its all clear" arafat posed me a simple mind boggler.
and no. i dont intend to stop.
________
i was surfing and contemplating to enrol for a Class 2A license.
i didnt have a full urge to do so.
then there was a ruckus outside.
a convoy of motorbikes. consisting of Super4s and Waves.
apparently, their biker friend was getting married,
durr. sundays and malay weddings.
and later that night, dad came home.
apparently he had a minor accident along the way with his bike.
he was engaging a turn at the junction near his workplace, mind you, it was raining.
and plop. the bike skid and fell.
pinned under his bike, it took him 2 good samaritans to help him up.
his pants was ok, his kness had blood all over.
and erm, it was his first day at work.
his second job this year.
"dad should get a car. like when i drive my truck, despite the heavy rain, i just turn with no difficulty" me talking to my mom
"mmmm... go and pass. then get a bike"
"taknak. naik nanti mati (don't want. ride and then die)"
"tak naik pun mati (will die even if you don't ride"
so erm, 2A anyone?
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