Sunday, August 13, 2006

Choked

At least for the past 3 years, I recalled that my birthday wishes were identical. I foresee that I would have to wish the same wish for another decade or so. Anyway making wishes is just but a routine when a lit cake is presented to your face, and they never will come true by laws of nature, whether or not the content is leaked out to a second party. In the end it's still up to the individual to make it come true.

Consecutively, I have been receiving Marlboro lights as a gift since last year. And typically, they were not decorated with rotten throats or an alienated baby on the box. Last year was one pack from Ivan, this year was 3 packs from Lam, Indonesian and Malaysian respectively (not of the person).

School term has commenced, a full time student finally, who can enjoy student rates on weekday lunches. Work at Compass Point carries on, a full time salesman enjoying worker's welfare. There are a few links within the multi-tasking. I am able to pay fees via interest free instalment scheme, and able to claim from company textbook purchases required by school under the welfare system.

Sounds good, but

I feel fucking suffocated.