Good Lovely Days & Bad Fucking Days

Somedays are good days and somedays are bad. Somedays are days you're not sure what they will be.

One of those bad days. A day in the middle of morning (around 8:30am to 9:30) and swinging between awakeness and sleepiness. This morning I woke up to the sounds of loud Vrooom!! and Vrooom!!. Fucking assholes neighbour with his Nissan Skyline, warming up his car by raving his pedals. It was behind my house and woke me up out of a dead sleep and an erotic dream. I think he should pick weekdays to drive his monther's Kanchil instead and wait till the weekends to Vrooom all he wants. I need my sleep cause I'm not as fit as before, aging problem. The Vrooom sound still in my head, be more considerate you 'Initial D' fucks!

Oh yeah, now the good part of my day. Basically it stems from last night. I went out last night as I have been for the past few weeks. Last nite went over to Kajang for Satay but it was fucking raining all night long so skipped that. I ate and ate last night, wait let me recall. A mix grill platter with Chicken, Lamb & Beef steak, Wantan Soup, fish cakes and last but not least had a dozen of roast chicken wings. Enjoyment and pleasure till my stomach can't take no more! Well maybe it's not a good idea to skip Fitness First yesterday cause i really felt bloated this morning, to make matters worst i ate nasi lemak this morning. Morning business in my office toilet was worst than Hiroshima Bomb. I told my staff not to go into the toilet if they care dearly for their lifes. I'll have to go Kajang again soon, and this time I will have to do something about my eating disorder, so what do they call people who can't stop eating? Gluttophobic? Yes, I'm fucking trying to regain my own personal life. Funny how that is!!