This is li[k]e (life) of Marking Time. I don't do jackshit. I simply burn my cash away. My only worry is I am getting fat and I do worry that I might get sick. However in terms of mental health, with the Nicorette, this is where I want to be.
I know that I am complacent. Let it be. I know what is lacking. I just don't want to ratify it.
I like it this way. The only minor adjustment I need to do is add 1 hour of walking to my daily schedule. I just don't feel like it yet. I still don't get the right inspiration for it. Not that I don't know.
It's the staying up that is holding me back. I love the wee hours tha[t] (than) anything else in the world. It is just me and myself accompanied by Sound Journey. This is the Bliss Point.
4 mg Nicorette is equivalent to smoking three sticks of cigarettes, so they say. It is like consuming Skoal Bandit. I can live with that.
Actually my problem will disappear with the cessation of Paliperidone. Damn dopamine antagonist. Now to offset that, I need to consume Nicorette. Fuck!
Looking back the past twenty-three years, I say I am getting better, mentally. The setback is weight. Soon I will ratify that too.
Funny, ever since the Noktah, I no longer have an epiphany.
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Tomorrow, I am voting. Instead of the goons, I choose the underdogs. It has to be based on principles. The last two votes were to oust Najib. Now that Najib is in prison, it's time for me to bet on the future. My vote is a vote based on integrity. Nothing more...
Why bother with the pot that calls the kettle black?
I had cursed this land. It will be wiped out from the face of the earth in due time. I denounced Tanah Melayu. Biar Melayu takde tanah. Ada tanah pun habis dijual. Tak cukup Tanah Melayu, Tanah Adat pun nak digadai. Aku dah cukup maki dah Melayu Keparat ni.
So, MUDA is my hope for the future. Let it be for the next ten or twenty years. This current generation can rot in Half and Half.
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