Cigarettes are bad for you...

So they said... I'm having one now and i've been having many since i started smoking years ago. And it occured to me the plenty of times when people tell me it's bad for me. Ive read i. In the paper, seen the ads on the cigarette boxes. Apparently it causes a whole lot of negative things from bad breath to miscarriages. Im not gonna quote any study here. But i guess you all have been experiencing it too. Come to think about it, it's true. I dont deny it. However, the constant words of advice at times gets me irritated. Look at it this way... There are other things that are equally bad, that just flies through everyones mind. And these things were not thought of by these same group of people who bang us cigarette smokers. Obesity, sedentery lifestyle, alcohol, wife beating, husband beating, boyfriend / girlfriend beating, alcohol, gambling, corruption... And tonnes more. Im not surprised the preacher who say the holy phrase of not smoking is also living a life that is unhealthy physically / mentally / emotinally. I just dont wanna go into the details of the outcome of evil from all the activities ive mentioned above. You all know it.
I just wanna mention here that we smokers are the chosen rejects out of millions of people out there whi do things that are equally bad if not for him / herself but for others to. Were the scapegoats in a way. So thats my though for today.
Time for another stick :)

day 1 of life

me. it was in the month of June 29 years ago that i was born. lived a life that was great i guess. did everything i thought i liked to do. met people. found hobbies. did things. never saw any kind of direction or blueprint to my life though. i think i'm not alone. i'm a bad planner. a friend once told me i'm a man with no plan. i seriously agreed with what he said. it is very easy to understand why what he said was true. had a girlfriend, never knew how to plan her birthday. wanna get married, never got that sorted out. it is all nodding to what she said. i find myself doing routines in my everyday life. wake up, get ready for work, punching in then work then punch out... on and on it goes. i don't feel anything. no passion whatsoever with my job. why continue doing it? i don't know. don't want to burden myself with the thought of finding something else better to do than what i'm doing now. i'm a lazy person. never wanted to think much. liked the idea of logic. no feelings. do it coz its a logical thing to do.

then today. i found out that i'm nothing more than flesh and bone with things to do that is all written down in law for me to do. my english is bad. im sorry. but im trying. i'm kinda tired. so. thats it. watcha think? ive thunked mine. :)