My Thought Bubbles

Winter looks so nice when you’re not actually there. I mean I used to look at photos of friends playing with snow and thought, wow, what a great experience! It’s like the place is covered with heaps of ais kacang! But when I actually manage to experience it here, it sure as hell ain’t that exciting. It’s crappy I tell you. Every morning the car will be covered with frost, and until I actually scrape every ice-bit off my car, I’d be driving in a fridge. And the cold weather makes the surroundings foggy, and it’s very hard to get vision to drive around. Luckily I haven’t hit anyone or anything with this rented car. It’ll be hell to pay if I as much as chip the paintjob. Also, the winter seasons have longer night time, which is very boring because everyday when I get out of office, it is already dark and shops are already closing. There’s nowhere else to go except go back to the hotel room to hibernate. Can you imagine? 5pm in the evening and it’s already like 9pm at night! There’s this one time I got out of office, and there’s already a full moon. What the hell? It can’t be good to be a werewolf at this time of the year. Mister Werewolf will be all happy and excited after getting off from work, and when he steps out of the office, suddenly there’s the full moon and he will be transformed into a wolf in his nice shirt and nice pants complete with his briefcase and laptop in his hands. That can’t be good.

Oh yeah, recently I get a lot of comments saying that I put up some weight, so I’m blaming the winter season. That’s right, the cold weather is forcing my body to trigger a mechanism to keep myself warm, and that’s what you people actually call ‘fat’ in me. It’s a natural thing, so stop accusing.

By the way, after 2 months quitting, I started smoking again. Damn. After 77 days of healthy air without the cancer stick, I finally cave in. They say each cigarette is another nail to your coffin, but what the hell, who wants to die healthy anyways? So I was in my hotel room after dinner, laying on a very questionable bedspread, enjoying my smoke delightfully when all of a sudden I realized something. I have always smoked by resting the cigarette on the left side of my lips, and as I wanted to try something new, I put it on my right lips. Man, it feels weird. Surprisingly, I also cannot exhale the smoke through my right, as I usually do so on the other corners. Hehehe… Hell, just when you thought there’s nothing more to life, you start experiencing new stuffs. :p I’m starting to sound creepy, so I guess that’s enough for now. Tschüss…