the trouble with liking curry puffs

is you can't seem to have enough of those potato filled pies simmered in oil delicacy, wonder how it'd feels to eat until one starts to feel bloated, i've tried ten shots of it before in one setting, but i only succeeded in having an extra space for a milo dinosaur, i think my tummy's capacity is twenty, so i'll just have to try to satisfy this gluttony

being a good guy

is that it's beyond your control - everyone just wants to be your friend and when you want to bitch or be angry at anyone, you sorta stop yourself before you go over the limit and actually hurt anyone, i need some evil pills from the man to overturn the 999s into 666s,

not going home too late at night

is that you'll only reach home in the wee hours of the morning, and such you'll wake up later in the morning feeling the perfect hangover from the prevous night's sinful delights of mee goreng and countlless green teas with kaichin and you want to sleep again, - usually, that's no trouble , but like today, when you sleep and miss the first race of the season where schumi's ass got kicked, you feel exactly like a total ass

cheating the espn pr the previous year

is that you will not get invited to the pool championships anymore, sigh

not having anything to do on a sultry hot sunday afternoon

is that you don't have anything to do on a sultry hot sunday afternoon


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