More & Less

Not in much luck this week. I thought i was born with it. Haaah.

Shame on me.

Skimming through this week's 'more & less' list:
More
1. Business law
2. Accounting
3. Uncle Tobys
4. Bad dreams
5. Missing my ayah, mummy and abang.

Less
1. Outing
2. Clubbing
3. Sleeping
4. Gym
5. Rice & coffee

I guess it is true about that winning some and loosing some crap. It wasn't too long ago when awareness struck me in the head, screaming in my eardrums that it has been nine months and ten days since i last had a fag. Hell, aunty pregnant next door would have been a proud mother by now. Even better, i have also given up booze for good now. Initially i thought i was too ambitious; that i would put drunken nights aside to make way for Ramadhan. But then again i realised that i can not look at another Johnny Walker Black Label no more. The sight of it in a sparkling shot glass is enough to make my stomach churn. Let alone my fave Smirnoff Black Ice. Had one sip too many and it's definitely time for me to call it a day.

Like different flowers have different needs for water, i too have different needs and wants now. What i need is a life, and what i want is a life. And that's exactly what i'm gonna get - a god damn life.