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I don’t remember the last time i talked about me, and since the main topic of this blog is personal i forgot sometimes it is, oh well, what the hell. Why Untitled? You probably ask, well, i don’t have a title for this entry… yet, so i think it’s a good idea to put that.
Yesterday, i went to that restaurant who is very near from my office, and yeah everything was so fucking expensive for just a soup, and a chicken breast with permesan cheese and spaghetti — delicious in fact — but anyways the grand total was a sum of about $50, yeah $50 fucking dollars. Anyways, i was just sat down on this huge bar, and apparently this sir about 60 years of age, sats on the same bar as me but of course a little far from me. So he take his cigarrete package and bam, lots of them are there, this sir takes like 3 or 4 from there, and he turn on the first one and apparently 5 minutes later and half of the cigarrette he turn if off on the ashtray and he continues with the next one… and this goes over and over and over, till he’s done with the package, yeah it looked very creepy and stuff, and now that moment is letting me think about my smoke habits, is there i’m going to stop if i still smoke. Just thinking about is just make me shudder.
So all that made me think more the rest of the day… just that