(Friday, November 05, 2004)
when i was at the entrance of chili's last night,
"you have to wait for 30 minutes"
i got no life if i wait for 30 minutes, well, execute plan B. always have plan B cause plan A is only to put on a beautiful facade. of course, if plan A does work, why go with plan B cause plan A is already da bomb but plan B is not that bad either and apparently plan B is never as good as plan A cause plan B is a fucking backup plan that's why you call it plan B, i don't think anyone would prefer B than A right?
fuck that shit, i'm confusing myself. so i thought the new italian restarant in 1u, Italiani's gonna be pretty empty, it's a fucking TURSDAY night for muthafuckin sake but noooooo, the line was as long as weekends...
"i think you might have to wait for 20 minutes"
hmmmph, i'd pathetic loser if i wait for 20 minutes.
self reminder: reserve a table if you wanna eat next time. saves the trouble.
thank god Dave's was empty. the food's pretty okay, the waiter looks at me funny (i hope i didn't leave my fly open, well, even if i did, so what?)
whatever happened to those good old days where you don't have to line up for food? as a conclusion, i, LiEw xxx, is going BOY'muthafuckin'COTT all types of western restaurant till next year. i'm only gonna in eat mamak/chinese hawker/cheapskate chinese/malay/indian/thai restaurant. i'm gonna save a lot of money and eat lots of unhealthy foul tasting ugly looking food. juicy half done steaks, tasty pasta, red/white wine can kiss me goodbye. helll yeah!!!
i take all that jack shit i said back. that was lunacy. if you want me to wait, i will. without question.
*looks and the sky and whistle*
1:24 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
