I braved the smoke-filled kopitiam yesterday early morning to watch my Red Devils win a scrappy but exciting game against Barcelona. Thankfully my team won, if not it would be a waste of my time. Not only I was drenched in yucky grease and smoke, but I believe a fraction of my life was cut short by a few minutes inhaling all that smoke
Everyone around me was smoking, well except for me. I’m pretty brutal with my friends who smokes. I find it you might as well suck vehicle exhaust pipes if you insist on making damage to your lungs. Not only smokers are harmful to themselves but the people around them, such a selfish lot … yes yes my smoker friends I still love you all, but not your smoking habits
During the game, the more the strikers miss, or a near-miss goal, the more people lit up their cigarettes. I was fed-up, but I had to tahan as the match is still on-going
Back to the game, it’s either Chelshit or Liverpool we’ll be facing in Moscow for the Champions League finals. I would rather see Liverpool, being that Chelsea plays a boring game lah. And that Avram guy scares me shitless
