Picking up from where I left off the last time, I now conclude that:
Tony Roma’s > Chilli's > The Ship > Victoria Station > TGI Friday'sIt should be noted though that while the food is better at Tony Roma’s, Chilli’s does have a greater variety to their menu and is more flexible with their drinks. As before, anyone who doesn’t agree can feel free to keep your opinion to yourself.
Actually, this was decided very long ago; probably about three weeks. I did not announce it back then because something else happened that killed the mood completely: someone nicked my PSP, and along with it, 48 hours of my life spent on completing G Generation World. And this reminds me of one of the reasons why religion exists in this world: because most people (myself included, and I am very ashamed to be admitting this) are incapable of accepting the simple fact that shit happens, and endlessly foam at the mouth demanding an explanation as to why said shit happened in the first place, though I maintain that bastards who commit crime for a living should be shot in the head in front of their family.
But despite all this I took a cue from 9gag and took a deep breath, and proceeded to fuck this shit. And it works. And that’s quite the bombshell since it came from a completely nonprofessional site.
Also, before this if anyone asked me if I was a pampered kid or ‘anak manja’ as they say in Malay for being an only child, I would have much trouble responding, not because I’m ashamed to admit it if I was, but because I genuinely did not know as my father never bought me anything I wanted and never kept promises whenever we made a deal that I’d be rewarded whenever I achieved some sort of outstanding academic achievement, except for that one time when he bought me the entire first season of Digimon Adventures series for my 5As in UPSR. He’d also break anything that I bought with my own savings or that my mom bought for me without his permission. Now though, if anyone were to ask me if I’m a pampered kid, my answer would be ‘yes’ without a doubt. Because my mother agreed to replace the PSP that was nicked. On the same day the incident happened.
Life went on after that, with me occupying 5 days of Yat’s study week because he didn’t feel like studying and we were both bored to hell. And today with me heading out of the house for the first time since the incident, meeting up with JY for a short morning tea followed by a whole lot of rotting in Times Square, although I did catch a movie. Or two; the second one was being played outside some DVD shop. Was an interesting Korean movie about 2 POWs, one a Korean POW to the Japanese Imperial Army, another who was a Japanese military Colonel before being a Soviet POW. I did not get to watch the whole thing, but it was quite the touching story of how they both end up being POWs of the Soviets, then the Germans, and how they deal with their differences and how their friendship grew as they struggled to survive the war, which ultimately the Korean did not. Though throughout the movie and explicitly so in the end, it was implied that they were childhood friends. The title eluded me for a bit, but after some research, I discovered that the movie is titled ‘My Way’. I would highly recommend watching this; it is one of the few war films that actually touches the deeper emotions IMO.
Some point during the day today mom reminded me to think properly of the things I plan to do and don’t think about it after it is done. However as soon as I reached home, I was presented with a massive gamble. After
And on the plethora of bombshells tonight, adieu to y’all.
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