Seems to have gotten to me; the idea of having that idealistic figure, that handsome face, doing whatever it takes to be cool.
Just yesterday I had two cigarettes. It comes to a surprise to many.
"You!? Smoke!? Nooooooooooo....!"
It's just two blardy sticks la you people. Perhaps I wanna look cool. Perhaps I'm too stressed. Whatever it is, it's an act which drew criticism from many, as of 6th November 2011, I've only ever had 5 sticks in my life. So what really.
Then on another unrelated note, I don't have to be sooo jealous of 'fit' people. Compared to "some":
I don't need to watch my diet 24/7, that is I won't curse myself for the Cheese Naan I just nibbled.
I don't need to take protein supplements which are pricey and can loss sudden muscle mass loss if not taken consistently.
I know what the meaning of "Inception" is.
I know how to pronounce "rendezvous" and "Louis Vuitton".
I don't pretend to talk about the contents of a book when I haven't even read it yet to impress a chick.
I can talk without sounding like a typical dumb jock.
I can actually sing and act, i.e. show emotion, when some people are more worried about their nose dislocating.
Lastly, I don't think that people will come fawning for me if I have a hot bod :)
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