1 week in Hong Kong, Macau and China and I've put on 4kg. Yeah, im so gonna die in bmt. Alas Im missing the food terribly and not to mention the shopping and countless chio bus in hk. I wanna go live in hk.....

Nuff bout the trip, now that Im back I can concentrate on the world cup and its potential riches and my sad sad story some call life. I seriously need to quit bettin soon though as my friends are all losing money and I have this feeling my streak is gonna come to an end. It aint gonna be hard though as recently I havent really been in the mood to bet. Guess thats a good thing eh.

With regards to life in general, it sucks. Dun get me wrong, everything is goin fine its jus that fine is not good enuff. Normally I'd be ok wit the status quo but I've been havin higher expectations in general recently. Take for example chee kueh, any other day I'll settle for that from any stall. But these days if it aint from my 2 particular stalls, I wun eat em. And Im serious about the chee kueh analogy.....

As I post this entry Im doin so knowing that it aint complete. Try as I might I cant seem to bring myself to put me thoughts into words which really pisses me off. Zzzzz shall go watch soccer.