No Shame Poo? Hair Soda Instead?

Have you ever wondered what your personal daily cleaning products such as shampoo, skincare, soap, make-up products are made from?

Yes. Palm oil. Chemicals derived from palm oil and palm kernel oil.

Do you know palm oil has become one of the biggest drivers of deforestation in Southeast Asia over the past 20 years?

According to a study published by Greenpeace in February 2014, some 3.5 million hectares equivalent to 8.7 million football field of forests were cleared in Indonesia, Malaysia, and Papua New Guinea between 1990 and 2010. Can you imagine the price of all other precious flora and fauna that had wiped away along the forest destruction?

Palm Oil Documentation in Central Kalimantan

The ecological footprint by consuming such products is largely reflected through the resulted manufactured landscape of such clearings and plantation. As guilty as charged, we are indirectly funding the deforestation of unsustainable practices of companies such as Procter & Gamble and Unilever in their supply chains.

My journey of minimalism for the past few years have nurtured my practices in conscious consumerism, both striving towards socially and ecological conscious consumption. Along its altruism motive, I’ve been weeding out unnecessary chemicals in my life and most importantly saving some bucks from excessive products. Among some contaminants primary found in personal care products include in the form of synthetic fragrance (dioxine), sodium laurel sulfate, and parabens which are linked to asthma, cancer and other health problems.

One of my most successful experiment to get rid of such nuance is my attempt to a make my own hair soda! Yes! Yes! It’s guilt-free and most importantly greasy-free?

It’s easy and cheap, it smells good and it leaves you a healthier and shinier hair!I kid you not.

So what is hair soda?

As simple as 1-2-3?

  1. Baking soda or sodium bicarbonate
    This ingredient is available cheaply and famously known for its multi-purposes. The fact that it can be consumed orally shows that it does not pose any threat to our health. Not to mention it has over 50 usages for personal care, cleaning and deodorizing.
  2. H20
  3. Natural Essential Oil (optional) of your choice. My pick is rose.

These three ingredients are best mixed in a 100 ml bottle to keep its freshness.

First fill ¾ of the bottle with baking soda and then water. Place 2-3 droplets of essential oil accordingly. Lastly, give it a good shake!

And there you go, apply hair soda as your shamepoo, rub it in thoroughly as it does not lather into bubbles. Rise it with water. This hair soda does not only clean your hair like shamepoo did, it doesn’t strip the oils completely from your hair thereby no conditioner is required.

By simply making our little d-i-y experiments, it does not only enhance our creativity but also truly strengthening our capability in problem-solving thereby dealing with trade-offs in our daily informed decisions.

Pâtisserie de Lydie

Ever wonder how it feels like to be showered with top quality French Patisserie? Delightful French-styled macaroons, meringue, crème brûlée, and pain au chocolat at its finest and freshest ingredients. Well, I’m lucky enough to live with one Nigella Lawson!

Lydie the gourmet, my french housemate has brought the french food and culture to its best. Her exquisite french culinary and gastronomy style is simple, fine and yet delicate.

Here are two of my favorite recipes of hers:

Crème Brûlée

For about 4 persons :

5 egg yolks
110 gr sugar (I rather put 100gr)
50 cl liquid cream (min 30% fat)
one vanilla stick
some brown sugar

1) Open the vanilla stick to extract the seeds. Mix with the cream (put the empty stick as well) and warm up slowly
2) Beat the egg yolk with the sugar till it gets “white”
3) Add the hot cream slowly and stir
4) Pour through a sieve (filter/strainer…) and avoid froth as much as possible
5) Pour into the cups and bake 75 min at 105°C (Thermostat 3). The cream should be wobbly and will get firmer by cooling down
6) Either let cool down first and finalize just before serving … or right when getting them out of the oven: put some brown sugar on the top and place right under the grill of the oven (leave the door open to avoid further baking). Get out once the sugar caramelized

Moelleux mi-cuit au chocolat

90 g butter
110 g cacao
3 eggs
70-80 g sugar
40 g flour (optional)
190 degree for 10-15 minutes

Bon appétit!

Girls Like You

Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.

I love walking in the rain.

Be wet.

Be free.

Be there.

Be with nature’s laughter and tears of joy.

I love doing yoga and meditation. I love chanting OHHHHHMMMMMM towards the end of every lesson.

I love sailing and learning to sail. I love learning to tie all sorts of knots. I love not knowing where the wind comes and simply drift me away.

I love letting in as much atmosphere as I can.

I love being me and with me.

I am.

Be me.

Be kind.

Be brave.

Be love.

Be cosmic.

I am.

Anything we write after I am is simply a concept.

I decide what I am.

I define me.

I am thankful.

I am alive.

I am happy.

I am a vegan.

I am a minimalist.

I am.

I’m enjoying unveiling THIS mystery. I’m enjoying the fact that NOBODY, absolutely NOBODY can write the future.

No control issue here. Purely swimming along and waiting for THIS treasure to emerge.

Screw security and certainity. Screw goals and plans.

Foodprint

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Every day, tens of millions of one-day-old male chicks are killed because they will not be able to lay eggs. There are no rules about how this mass slaughter takes place. Some are crushed or suffocated to death. Many are used for fertiliser or fed to other animals.

 

I’m ashamed to admit that I put off almost one year to adopt this commitment for real.

I was too chicken to commit to my decision as I was afraid that I will be a burden to my family and friends with my new eating habit.

I was wrong.

Here’s a little story on how it all started:

My first attempt on pure vegetarian diet begun when I was in India. It wasn’t much of a hoo-haa as almost 40% of Indian households are vegetarian. And I’m sure you know the figures better than I do, 40% of 1.2 billion people in total (minus the unreported cases)……. do the math. Daniel, Kalyani and Andy were very encouraging on this matter, the reasons on why I should be a vegetarian were too good for me to resist.

Soon after that I landed home for two weeks and never really mentioned my will of changing my diet to my family. I know that they wouldn’t be particularly supportive plus who would actually give up the only 2 weeks full of TLC with family I have. I didn’t want to make a fuss out of it.

Then I was back in Hamburg at end of September 2010, I continued my meatless diet for almost 2 months before I got diagnosed with Shingles. Doctor claimed that my immunity was low and prone to suffer from diseases so he suggested that I should get back to my normal nourishment for that period of time. Shortly after that, it was Christmas and New Year’s Eve, friends, parties and get-together, I got carried away and cornered the idea in the name of not “jeopardizing” my health.

When Katja and I made a pledge of a 30-Days-without-meat mission together, I was in cloud nine. We pulled that off  before I head home for my Winter break.

My plan disrupts whenever I’m not cooking at home or having lunch in my school’s cafeteria because I tend to be “weak” when it comes to dining out with friends.

Nevertheless on THIS day, I’m so blessed that  a friend gave me strength and inspired me again to push forward where I’ve started.

Therefore, in conjunction with the World Children’s Day and World’s Environmental Day this year, I dedicate my pledge of effort for our children of tomorrow and an act to reduce my environmental and ecological footprint.

Minimalism

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Minimalistic Feather from hinomori

 

Since the last five years, the idea of minimalism has slowly creeped into me unconsciously.
I’ve never intended to worship or assign myself into certain cults, categories or whatsoever. I strongly believe and digest the fact that it’s completely OK to be different!
Some say I’m a hippie because I listen to Bob Marley, smoke weed, support Greenpeace and preach about veganism.
Some say I’m a dreamer and shallow because I’m too engrossed in my perfect little world.
And to be honest, I still do not know what is the definition of a hippie.

Whatever it is, I’m proud to declare my official journey of becoming a minimalist today.

Live simply so others may simply live. -Dalai Lama

After Jonathan’s departure from life, I started seeing things in a bigger picture in many ways. I’m learning and training myself to let go of everything I fear of losing.

I packed my bags with little money and left for India for two months and experienced more than anything I’ve learnt in my two years of University. There’s life out there, without possessions, greed, scepticism but purely trust, sincerity and openness.

Attachment leads to jealously. The shadow of greed, that is – Yoda.

I’m happier now than I ever was owning all of those things people told me would ‘make me happy’. The idea that my society has been hammering and drilling in me since young has proven utterly false over and over again.

Minimalism is all about having enough. It’s about having only what you need, no more, and especially no less.
It’s about finding happiness in what we have already, instead of chasing something that is always out of reach.

It’s true, in a big way, that minimalists have less. We have fewer clothes, shoes and accessories. We have smaller houses. We may have no possessions but we definitely have more of what life is made of. – Jessica, minimal student

Ask ourselves again, it is worth standing up, going against the flow and start making a change?

But does that mean we live unhappier lives?

Is it always worse to have less?

Maktub

Carpe Diem!

What’s on your Bucket List?

Dated 5th November 2006

1) Learn, pass and excel in German
2) Get at least 85 pointers for AUSMAT
3) Fly to Germany
4) Study Environmental Enginnering
5) Travel around Europe
6) Save money for my family to visit me
7) Study in Western Germany
8.) Work for UNESCO
9) Meet Nelson Mandela
10) Win the Noble Peace Prize just like Dr Muhammad Yunus
11) See Bush assassinated, murdered in a horrendous and appaling way
12) Adopt a Child
13) Work as a volunteer for the Third World Countries
14) Work for Green Peace
15) Mend the Ozon hole
16) Teach Malaysian to be more courteous
17) Be an environmental and world peace advocate
18) Fight for poverty and hunger
19) Fight for gender equality and racial discrimination
20) Form Kwa Foundation like Bill Gates

Updated 28th February 2008

1) Embark on a Hugathon. (HUG ME, IT’S FREE!)
2) See the Northern Light
3) Go work and volunteer in Africa
4) Engage in WWF and Green Peace

Updated 31st  December 2010

Smile more
Catch the Northern Light
Volunteer more
Learning by Doing
Give more
Learn Spanish
Get a Tattoo
Save more forest and orang-utans
Never say never
See more
Be the citizen of the World
Bungee Jumping
Sky Diving
Conquer Mount Kinabalu
Love more
Savour Balut egg
Learn Sign Language
Hug more
Meet Dalai Lama and Nelson Mandela
Let’s zorb
Listen more, talk less
Get a Mandela Bangle
More Free Hug Campaign
Work with engineers without Borders
Care more
Be more engaged in Greenpeace and WWF

Top Travel List

Tibet, Nepal and Northern India
Vietnam, Laos, Myanmar
East Malaysia, Indonesia
New Zealand, Australia
Africa
South America

Updated 21st May 2011

Embark the journey of Santiago de Compostela
Be thankful
Smile always
Go on a blind date!
Play better Guitar
Go on a road trip and hitch hiking
Try magic mushrooms
Go backpacking
Watch Radiohead, Kings of Leon, Coldplay Live!
Random travels with no itinerary planned at all
Go swimming with dolphins
Dance like no one is watching (out of Rhythm)
Live in a different country for at least 6 months
Knit a scarf for my Mom!
Get Braces!
Build a treehouse
Witness a solar eclipse
Get a Vespa
Go stargazing
Plant my own tree and watch it grow
Learn Spanish and possibly Esperanto
Get bald/dreadlocks! 😀
Run a 42-km marathon
Experience Water rafting, Kayaking, Sailing, Scuba diving, Snorkeling
Get a driving and diving license 😛
Play Rugby
Go skiing
Get another Tattoo
Connect with teachers and friends from past schools and let them know how they have shaped my life
Be a mentor
Bungee jump, Skydiving, Parachuting, Paragliding, Ice climbing
Climb another mountain
Give a heartfelt surprise to someone
Enjoy and practice Yoga and Meditation
Make a difference in someone’s life
Visit Everest Base Camp
Perform a kind deed to at least 5 strangers without expecting anything in return
Write a book(blog)
Sing my favorite song to an audience
Experience a sunset and sunrise
Own a dog
Whip up the best meal ever for my loved ones
See the Machu Picchu, Sea Salt, The Great Sphinx and the Pyramids of Giza, Taj Mahal, Great Barrier Reef, Cape of Good Hope, Hagia Sophia
Gain enlightenment
Bake a cake for someone special
Go deep into the heart of Mother Nature.
Go trekking in a rainforest
Camp out in the wilds
Visit a waterfall
Swim in an ocean
Love spring, summer, autumn, winter = Love Life
Read a book on a subject I’d never have thought of reading (Linux rocks!)
Fly a kite
Fall asleep on grassy plains
Try veganism
Go snorkeling and experience marine life up close
Go on a meditation retreat
Start a social movement
Watch cherry blossoms in Japan
Donate blood anually
Play Paintball
Be a Mother
Get closure on all my hurt, grievances and unhappiness of the past
Bury the hatchet with all the enemies
Sign a donar plegde
Organize more picnic outing
Visit a volcano
Fly in a helicopter
Tell my parents that I love them
Go on a cruise in the sea
Fall in love
Be in love!
Live in a rustic hut
Change the world 😀
Help someone in need

I might not be able to cross out the whole list, oh well who knows!

Bona Fides!

Schweini

I told my parents that I’m in a 4-week course of getting 10 different types of vaccinations.

And I started to list her all those taboo-names which I can’t even pronounce and what more expecting her to understand me.

“Diphtheria, Tetanus, Hepatitis A and B, Polio, Typhoid, Whooping Cough, Japanese Encephalitis, Meningitis and Rabies”, I went.

“Ohhhhhh… Did you miss H1N1 out?” she added.

Rebirthing

You see everyone knows that smoking is hazardous. Come on, people know it even before they start smoking. They know that this harmful habit will eventually turn into an addiction. Everyone knows how nicotine spells. They know that somehow one day they will have to struggle to quit smoking. They know that someday they will have to regret after all those years of fagging; their health will deteriorate to the extent that they’ll have to fork out most of their bloody hard earn money to feed themselves with more chemical to support their living for something that they’ve proudly earned from – all in the name of being THE BIG FAGGER.

So yeah, well done mate! Be it cigarettes, joints, or whatever you want to call them.

So why do people even start smoking?

Cause of the oral pleasure of it?

For the sake of appealing cool and accepted?

Cause you want to display the freedom in our society?

You can’t think without a puff?

Oh, some say it is a reward. A reward that is always loyal and available after a hard piece of work or a last page of a report. So I’ll deserve a little fun. I’ll have a cigarette. You get a pat on your back and heard yourself uttering “Well done mate!” It is a pure enjoyment and 100% satisfaction.

If you keep giving yourself 100 millions of reasons why you should smoke, like after all life’s short; You know seize the day, forget about tomorrow and enjoy today. Then you are just another short-sighted-foolish-selfish-dim-witted arse who enjoys temporary thrill.

Okay, so you are a smoker. And the thought of quitting actually pops up after you finally realize it is burning a big hole in your pocket. BUT you can’t. Cause every time you try, you end up firing it back. You fail. You reckon your own weakness. You are a failure. So in order not to repeat the same bloody blunder, you quit quitting smoking. You give up trying.

Call me ignorant. And I know I’m living in my very own imaginary world.

Yeah, faggers argue that we non-smokers don’t understand why someone who wants to stop hasn’t done so and continues to spend considerable amounts of money on something they actually want to get rid of. Ask the drug addicts on the street? They just can’t, there’s NO BLOODY WAY!

Let me tell you a secret my dear ones.

There’s a way! Most people underestimate their will power. How on earth you think, those athletics made their world records and Neil Armstrong landed on the moon 40 years ago? And the best you could make out of yourself is a NO. If you can believe that you want to stop and can stop, YOU CAN! It is as easy as this. You need to be ready in order to win the war against yourself. And you have to believe you can win it. The reasons and rewards of not smoking are beyond what you can ever think of.

And since today is a World No Tobacco Day, it adds up to another reason to your list.

Make believe.

PS : we are very proud of you uncle willy, mom told me the great news today!

making a change

dear baby,

i’m completely baffled by my how-to-utilize-my-two-months-summer-break right now.

i want to do so much in such a little given time space. no, i refuse to spend the two months lavishing on oh-so-orgasmic-food, sand-sun-sea, and parties and overflowed tlc though i know that’s what you’d most probably suggest me to do. i need something solid and sustainable in my life. the feel of my very own insignificant existence and presence in this place call earth. i want to put my shoes in all walks of life. i want to feel their simple but yet fulfilling being. i want put a test on my patience on handling and seeing unfamiliar conditions and situations. i want to get out of my comfort zone and face with real hardships and sufferings. i want to be used as a tool to reach out. with my best ability, i want to bring light and laughter into people’s lives and enlighten them that their happiness and comfort matters to me. i’m torn between two choices, the children i love most and the mother earth i belong to. both are equally valuable and crying for my attention. how do i prioritise? where do I start? india? bangladesh? cambodia? indonesia? vietnam? thailand? which project should i head for? can i deal it alone? what can i offer? how much can i give back?

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
George Bernard Shaw
Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 – 1950)

Meet Mr Khoo

hau wei says:
how’s ur x ray tat day?

little miss sunshine says:
gonna see doc 2moro..
i dunno how to interpret d x ray..

hau wei says:
i tot u met tat day di?

little miss sunshine says:
i actually googled normal chest x ray and compare it with mine..
no ar..monday x ray..
wed doc.
gotta do appointment..
mafan..

hau wei says:
show me ur x ray
hahaha

little miss sunshine says:
fine doc..

hau wei says:
put like for 30 sec

little miss sunshine says:
got dots tho..

hau wei says:
a lot?
right lung
ok ok
can put down di

little miss sunshine says:
will die not?

hau wei says:
u cough got phlegm not?

little miss sunshine says:
lol..

hau wei says:
u siao po
slap u

little miss sunshine says:
no phlegm..
dry..
wat do u say?
there’s another 1..
u wanna see?

hau wei says:
yea
i havent seen chest x ray from this angle before
dunno how to interpret

little miss sunshine says:
lol…
side view..
so the normal chest xray?
okie not?
whats d dots?

hau wei says:
dunno le
i feel those r normal la
since u dun hav cough with phelgm oso
no fever all

little miss sunshine says:
how come i cant see the size of my lungs?

hau wei says:
the lung covers the entire chest
unless u have pneumothorax
then u will see a space between ur lung and the chest wall
pneumo – air
thorax – chest
air in the chest

little miss sunshine says:
hohoho.. this is cool.. me likey this whole online diagnosis thingy..

hau wei says:
i will charge u next time
hahaha

PS : Pardon our typing errors and improper english usage.

Fighter

After 6 distressing hours, the sight of him ushered by a team of nurses and doctors was a relief. I caught a fleeting glimpse of him before he was escorted to the ICU. One of the nurses questioned if I were his next of kin. “No”, I snapped.

A nurse finally attended to us after 20 minutes, we went to the ICU as directed, white coat with disinfected hands. I tried to compose my feature into a smile before stepping into the room.

The atmosphere in the room was intense. Tubes were sticking out from his wrists, neck, chest and nose. My heart sank, tears were swelling.

Doctor came to monitor his condition. He hesitated to explain further till the result of his biopsy is out. We probed further.

…………..

“I love you, dear”, I whispered.

…………..

That night was the first time I utter those three words to him.

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After his surgery, my second semester commenced shortly. I left Aachen with a heavy heart on Sunday night and prayed and hoped faithfully for the best.

The next day, I went to school with zero excitement, enthusiasm or whatsoever. Prayers and hope filled my day.

“One missed call”

Finally, the call I’ve been waiting for displayed on my screen.

I was doing my grocery and my heart raced.

I stood there numb and stunned.

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Since the arrival of my sisters back in December, ups and downs kept rolling in. To be honest, I haven’t really gotten over the fact that I didn’t manage to send them to the airport. I was torn between to stay till their flight back or to go Aachen for his surgery. How I wish at that point we were stone’s throw away from each other.

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Two months have passed marking from my first day of school, it has been a rough ride. We were battling with our emotions, shock, pain, anger, fear, frustration, sadness, loneliness, and doubts and above all how to grow strong and believe in Him.

The journey was tough, from his first diagnostic surgery to his kidney removal surgery and now undergoing the targeted treatment.

It’s upsetting to see him suffers in agony. I feel helpless and my heart breaks when his frail body lies feebly on the bed.

I’m still trying to overcome the fear and trusting that only He has the power to heal him.

To Him, 4th stage cancer is like every other disease.

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My dear Jonathan,

Stay strong and positive. Be confident and wait patiently for your healing. We will go through this together. Promise me not to give up on us.

I LOVE YOU baby!

My Moments and Memories

There are so many things I wanted to share, and the best part is, I have no internet connection at home. It is really unbelievable in an effective and modern country like Germany, where people like to go ‘ZAG ZAG ZAG’. I mean if the Germans are so particular about their time management and efficiency in services, I beg to differ.

Here are my moments and memories for the past two months in Germany.

Only pictures can sum and describe it all.

The Kölner Dom (Cathedral), a famous landmark in Cologne, Here is the place I’ll be residing for the next 5 months.

Our tiny apartment.

Our Classroom

Herr Lambert, our German lecturer back in Malaysia.

Chocolate Museum. Andries is by far the best travelling companion I’ve had in Germany.
Fizzie and Mark.

Susanna is Andries’s Hostmother. They have a huge house and I came over to borrow some Karneval’s Costume.

Charlotte, Andries’s Hostsister. She’s 18. We went to her school to see a play.

Alaaf!! Cologne’s has the biggest winter Carneval in Germany.

People dance, drink, sing, drink and drink on the street!

My room.

Our trip to Stuttgart and Heidelberg by IC.

Stuttgart Fleamarket.

Night view from the TV tower.

Mercedes Museum.

After a month (exactly on the 10th of February) in Germany, I’ve already visited their hospital. I had a silly accident in Heidelberg where my knee snapped. I also had my first ever surgery in Germany. I was on crutches for 6 weeks and 3 days on wheelchair.

My little surprises on Valentine’s. A get well soon card as well.

We were at Andries’s Birthday dinner. Kara from Aussie. Those at the right end corner are my red crutches.

Susanna invited us for dinner.

My church friends, Ben, Parastu and Lukas. We cooked chinese food for Andries’s Birthday and Farewell party. We cooked those. Awesome?

Our McD session after church with Lukas.

James Blunt World Tour Concert at Koelnarena.

Easter in Paris.

On our way up to Eiffel.

From Eiffel.

Nightview from Eiffel.

Bottom of Eiffel.

Louvre’s Park.

Louvre Museum.

For the first time, it snowed in Cologne.

More descriptions on the next post.

Till then,

I MISS HOME and MALAYSIA!!

Aging

I’m not sure how our brain works sometimes.

Like my granny, as she grows older, it’s inevitable that her machine starts to slow down, spare parts become disobedient and her posture and structure becomes weaker.

As her loved ones, you’ll somehow feel helpless because you can’t share her suffering and the torment that she’s going through. This sting is like a pierce on your skin. You can’t explain it.

On the other hand, both my dad and grandpa have a different way to manipulate the sign of aging. Instead of whining and grumbling about their grief and sorrow, they swallow it silently. They do not moan or linger in self pity. They see everything as part of life. I mean what’s the point of allowing your dear ones worrying about your well being when they can’t do anything about it. Of course, they might feel sorry you, but that isn’t exactly the purpose of sharing.

Why bother them with your problems when you know they can’t do anything to better it?

Why bombard them with more anxiety when you know they are unable to help?

Undeniably, family members should stand by one another through good and bad.

However, we are also responsible to ensure our family’s happiness.

Keep the Promise

World AIDS Day?

Humans are always faced and confronted with many problems. It’s never ending. It’s a dog eats dog world. Our society is nurtured in such a way that we are able survive and keep pace with the changing phases and times. Everyday without fail, predicaments and dilemmas crop up. You’re coerced into making decisions and judgments even your profound innermost feels reversely.

We can’t help but to wear a tinted glass and be biased against certain people and circumstances. Our skepticism has influence and controls our belief and thinking. Ultimately, dogmatism reigns.

Why we have to live such a way? Prejudiced swelled. Hatred multiplies.

International Day of Disabled People?

How big is the impact to the society? Are we even aware of the people around us? Does it make the disabled or unfortunates better?

I’m confused.

Fuming.

I smell like crap now. My hair stinks. My whole body is pervaded with a reek of stale cigarettes. Yes. I’m bloody allergic to the puff. Sorry to say, I dislike smokers at all. But, of course there are exceptional. I give ONLY my family members the benefit of the doubt. Thank God, none of my friends smokes.

Dang. It was just McDonald. It was a typical rainy day where you enjoy listening to the pitter-patter of the rain and feeling the chilliness of the ‘fresh’ air instead of an air-conditioned room. Heck, it was a huge mistake. I ended up inhaling masses of noxious fumes.

And the best part, 7 out of 10 smokers were females. That was what surprised me. What’s wrong with the ladies nowadays? Attractive figure?

Most of them practically sat there gassing for hours. I was pretty sure they were not under some extreme pressure or stress as they could happily cackling and giggling away. It’s their HABIT. Bad habit. They are just addicted.

I spotted two fine and soft spoken ladies. Their itchy hands couldn’t resist, they have to do it. They grabbed and lit it. A packet of 20’s was insufficient. They craved for more. When I thought I could finally gasp in a lungful of fresh air, they returned with more. Two new PALL MALLs and the fagging marathon begun. Bloody nauseating.

Gosh. I couldn’t take it anymore. I could probably die from asthma attack as I’d started to cough and feel sick. Smoking for me is a taboo.

Call me old-fashioned or traditional. I’m NOT used to people smoking around me.

If you’re a smoker, don’t give up giving up smoking.