Given 24 hours.
Monday to Friday
0600 to 0700 – get ready to go to office
0700 to 0830 - stuck in jam
0830 to 1730 – in the office
1730 to 1900 – stuck in jam again
1900 to 2200 – do personal things (bath, surfing etc)
2200 to 0600 – sleep..zzzzz….
Saturday to Sunday
0600 to 0700 – get ready to kedai
0700 to 1700 – at kedai
1700 to 1900 – relax
1900 to 2200 – personal things
2200 to 0600 – sleep..zzz…
How boring is my life..working and working…no life at all..
Nk bersosial pon dh xdak masa…no more movies..no more time for cuci mata…no more time for lepaking..dem boring..
Kl oh kl…u make my life suck…or did I chose to be suck??
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you've got heroin?
yao mo kao cho arr..
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