  laksa vs. emu i just hate laksa now--i used to practically gulp down bowl after bowl of the stuff in primary school, but this homemade edition totally stinks. you see, the holiday is a good time for me to get a bit bulky, but the rate at which i'm consuming this delicious home-cooked food is frightening in a word. and damn it my dad should just stop refilling the fridge with coke. i thought i kicked the habit already since just two days ago i was drinking fruit juice so frantically i thought i'd die drinking it. but noooo, my dad just has to appear with a carton of coca-cola. would you rather pay $3 a day on fruit juice to fight an addiction or pay nothing to fuel it? ah, those effing choices. 
