(Monday, October 11, 2004)
the thing is, i really hate to eat alone. i guess everyone is. my brother is still on his way back from penang and my parents are all the way in myanmar. i seriously think that eating alone is pathetic cause there's nobody around to listen to your bitchin', complains, not-really-funny-jokes, lame comments about your other friends and all those shit. i mean the only time i really talk to anyone is when i'm grabbing a bite, and a company makes it a little merrier. despite having mouth full of food, contagious disease might spread from miscule particles of your sliver or whatever you had might come out from your nose when you choke. when your mouth is full (no, so far i haven't choked yet), i most certainly love talk too at the same time. don't get me wrong, i'm not really the type of person that feels lonely in the middle of the night and needs company wherever i go. i simply like to be alone most of the time but eating alone, NO. big fucking NO.
so i HAD to eat alone. i could drive to someone's house and crash dinner but i was too fucking lazy to give a fucking shit. come on, pathetic feeling versus tiring journey, tiring journey is sucky'er'. fuck companion. coincidently, there was a pasar malam (night market) near my home so i just went there and bought some food back from. to ensure patheticism doesn't rule, i went all out on food. bought back nasi campur, and a fried puyuh. (what do you call puyuh in english?) i'm a happy person how. fuck eating with friends if you have fried puyuh
LiEw
8:54 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
