I feel like a loser

Dear bloggie,

I just came back from the gym feeling like a complete loser... Why? Cause again, I burnt around 300+ calories running 30+ minutes in the damn treadmill only for it to be counter balanced by eating a goddamn meal in Kenny Rogers with Suke.

That however isn't the main reason why I feel like a complete loser though. The main reason I feel so is cause while I was running on the treadmill, the TV infront of me was showing "Asia Biggest Loser". Wat a fucked up reality TV show! Ok, for starters I always wondered why they have the word Loser in this show title. I mean, fat people aren't necessary losers. It turns out, the word Loser is not referring to the loser that can be used to describe me, but rather lose weight loser. After all they crown the winner "Biggest Loser". What so farked up bout seeing this show:

1. I hate majority reality TV show, Survivor, American Idol, Malaysia Idol, India Idol, Bangala Idol, America Next Top Model, Malaysia Next Ciplak Model, The Apprentice, etc... All f*ckin fake. I meant, what kinda retarded idiots would gloat their backstab scheme infront of the goddamn camera.

2. Watching one of this BIG LOSERS lose an average of 6-14kg, while u struggling to lose abit of fat is very VERY demoralizing.

3. Watching a LOSER lose 6kg and crying cause lose not enough to win the challenge is in simple english "Sick". You here to lose weight and get a better lifestyle or to win this bloody stupid contest? All those noble reason these LOSERS give when they are asked "Why do you want to join this contest". Just a farked up version of a beauty contest...

4. Lame reason to vote someone out. "Your strong, that why I vote u out. Coz I know u can continue your effort to lose weight outside this contest." Mondo garbage, common la... As if she won't watch this episode where you scheming and talking cock on wanna gang up on voting her out with ur allies infront of the damn camera.

5. This is the main reason I feel like a farking loser right now. Watching other people exercise on TV while I myself is exercising. I can accept if I watching a bunch of sexy chicks doing aerobics in the TV la, but a bunch of overweight people!? Holy Shit! Godlike!

To end this entry, since I had Kenny Rogers, here is a classic piece from the man that's name is used as a franchise to sells chickens:

Home Alone

Dear bloggie,

My parents are going on vacation to Aussie to catch my sister's grad ceremony next week. That means for the first time in almost 15+ years, I will again be Home Alone.



Yeehaaww... Time to PARTY!!!

Loneliness

Dear bloggie,

Oh, raised the alarm... Call Oprah... Built a great wall of China...

Yea, there was this article in The Star today tat state according to research, blablabla... Loneliness can be transmitted!?

Ok, time out. I was like WTF!? when I saw this article. The question that immediately pops up after reading this article was, "Did I transmit my loneliness to my monk group, or them to me?" Me think a little bit of both...

So let me show you the meaning of being lonely...

XMas is coming to town

Dear bloggie,

Yea, yea, yea... The "Merry" and "Jolly" mood is already in town. Already checked out Bukit Tinggi Jusco & Midvalley, both already have Xmas decoration. Went to Midvalley this afternoon, damn crowded even at 3pm! WTF!? Why everybody so lazy no work go lepak in mall instead one, tiu... I always enjoy walking in Mall solo especially when got special occasion, sorta reminds me what a farked up loner I am...

A recap on my previous years Xmas,

2006 and below, Hibernate through Xmas.
2007, I celebrate Xmas on countdown at The Curve.
2008, I celebrate Xmas by boozing till I puke.
2009, ???

So with 2 weeks to go, I'm still trying to figure out wtf I wanna do this Xmas. Should I continue doing depressingly depressing things this Xmas or should I instead just sleep through it? For most people, Xmas is the very jovial celebration where u spend the day with ur loved ones, but for single kuh leng leng slackers like me, the most eventful it can get is "Sharing lonely drink with male friends"... Really sad case... Heck, even real monks in temple can celebrate Xmas with other monks... Maybe I can join them celebrate Xmas. Imagine, a bunch of monks and a balding slacker boozing and singing karaoke on Xmas eve night!

I wished GSC, TGV or watever cinema would held a Lord of the Rings Marathon on Xmas eve. That would be a nice way for me to waste that holy night.

Past Notion

Dear bloggie,

They say we are what our surrounding forms us into. If that's is true, then I must say the first significant outer thing that made me into such a twisted fark must be a particular essay I read in a SPM English workbook which ends with this:

"Can't remember my name, can't remember what I'm living for?"

I really wished I could publish that awesome essay but I can't find it online. Funny how I can still remember that piece of work. I never sorta liked English especially reading lame@$$ boring essays to prepare for essay writting but this was 1 of 2 essay I really held with respect. And the ending which really left a presence that makes one ask the same question.