I have this unhealthy obsession this days, I'm eating way too much nuts, as in peanuts, as in the roasted saltish kinds, ohh and also the soft kinds, sold at stalls on the streets, yellow color ones, and the Sabah ones dad brought back from Sibu, with ikan bilis and cornflakes, ahhh! If there is one thing i could choose to quit, I would choose to quit eating peanuts, cause me + lotsa peanuts = explosions of pimples. As in those toxic kinds, the super big red ones the size of a small volcano, ready to erupt anytime. Not that I'm very vain or anything, just a tiny bit sometimes, these pimples are painful, especially for people like me who use the towel roughly cause whenever i
forget the presence of these small pimply intruders, i tend to just rub my face dry as usual- one swipe motion, and then shout out loud as the friction between the towel and pimples combines into this pain that makes you want to swear out loud and hop on one foot. Today, I just ate 3 packets of different kinds of peanuts out of shelf pressure, pressure that comes from the presence of all these packets of peanuts on the living room shelf, I shudder to imagine how the pimples will multiply by tomorrow. Cheers to me and unhealthy obsessions! Thank god I don't have this pimples reaction towards other kind of foods that i like such as chicken.

its just me.4:41 AM

Broad Topic

From similarity in writings to Paris Hilton to earning money to laughing, here it goes:

Sometimes when I’m writing something, I worry about whether am I writing my own thoughts or am I just reproducing other people’s piece, because of what I read and what I hear everyday. It is hard to even have your own opinion this days, because everywhere you see, opinions are uniformed, writing styles are morphed into similar models, rather scary really. I used to think that actors and actresses are very articulate, intelligent individuals when it comes to giving speeches or interviews, until I started watching E-news a lot and realize that there is a standard talking mannerism that everybody adheres to, with the exception of Paris Hilton and her- That’s hot tagline. Actually, to come to think of it, Paris Hilton is very different in that sense. She doesn’t give a shit ass about what other people think of her lack of words, she doesn’t conform into the standard form of trying-to-sound-intelligent ways the other Hollywood people strives towards. After all if you want to be remembered, you want to be unique, and if unique means giving other people the image of low IQ while raking in more money than the average people earns, so be it. She is actually selling her no-talent talent into big bucks. This means that she’s either a really smart businesswoman or a genuinely lucky person with no talent except for the habit of saying that’s hot. I wish I could be that lucky or that smart. Maybe one day I could come up with a totally useless talent that requires the least work to be done then turn it into a profit making business. Since I’m not all that big about wanting to inspire or impress other people, I wouldn’t care less that I make money by looking dumb as long as it is morally right and nobody gets hurt in the process. The only thing I would actually care about when it comes to inspiring people is to have everybody laugh genuinely when they do, not laugh half heartedly with other thoughts on mind, or forcefully laughing to not offend other people. Laughing should be fun and no less. If you don’t have time to laugh full heartedly or if you have to force yourself to laugh, you know your life is seriously lacking something. Okay! Don’t know what to talk about already, the writing shall end here! Tata and goodnight!

its just me.8:45 AM