Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Darling comp's fault.
Updated myself with namewee's news.
Saw this vid at his blog.Fantastic!
P/S: Fcuk math.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
What is left?
of pending assignments.
Will you please bury them with me,
I would not be bored.
they have poisoned me.
I can't leave without them.
I am obsessed with them.
to every college students,
they are bonus.
Even you dont complete them,
you still pass.
to every scholarship holders,
they are compiled with sourness;
plus an emo activator.
You dont complete them,
you dont do well,
you sell your body and your soul,
Its a sudden death game,
that is no you no me.
It is you and grades.
How many times will you be repeating it?
Point with your fingers,
count the semesters.
How would you feel,
if you are forced to fck around everyday?
Fairy tale once told that,
Sec education was the last wall,
to be leaped over.
I have leaped over carefuly and nicely,
there are four walls around me,
they are triple height of the previous one.
Was I trapped?
Can you safe me?
No, you can't.
Coz you just lied the truth.
Instead, can you please,
do me a favour?
Take a knife,
stab me from the back,
till I close my eyes.
Because, I have at least 7 pending assignments.
"Lord,please bless me with hardwoking-ness when I reborn."
Monday, October 15, 2007
with full CONFIDENCE, but when its all wrong , all i heard was "Oh, should be the nex lane futher down." So we kept exploring those lanes in serembans and i guess anybody would get pissed off tracking a speeding car which turns in almost evry single lane.I received a call from aunt," Lets just stop by anywhere and eat".That was wat i was thinking too. Tho the intention was some kinda good(to bring granpa to try it out) but some people are just too ego to admit their faults.So, instead of asking others for help we mary-go-round.I was like seeing the same building for like 3 for times.It just remind me of those racing games that i play whereby i just need a button to restart at the starting point.Wait a min, were we playing game? wtf!
Just like how I expected, I rcved another call, "Hey we will go up genting seperately,we will meet at Genting."Ok.maybe this is what the games say, GAME OVER. well, lets get back to the topic,because the hyper ego mode is still on! We went round and round and we finally found it with some guides and so on. And there threw out another sentence, "C, told cha, its just right behind where we get lost just now" "If we continue going just now we should already got it" "So, we were right just now~"a sentence after another, I could see the proud metre's needle going beyond the max reading. YAWN!!!! GROW UP! Nobody wanted to say a word. So, the maid was the victim to reply "ya" ,"ya", "ya". "Call them call them, tell we found it, tell them to turn back." =_= i mean double =_= =_=.me to call?to hell.i pity them instead.So someone called and s i expected, it wasnt gonna happen lol.
U wanna know what? The customers were lining till outside the shop and we were told we need to wait like 15-25 minutes. Ha ha, ha ha , ha ha(laugh in the Simpsons' style). How i wish they actually went to the end of the road,take the U-turn, and find all the way to this mystic dim sum shop and find out that they actually need to wait for like 15-25 minutes to get a seat!Ha ha, Ha ha, ha ha! Too bad they missed the fun.
Thats not all,the journey continues..
The ego mode is still on, mind u. so another great plan came out. "Nvm lets eat at the shop bottom" OOOooOooOoo great great great. We are just the followers remember? It was a dead area and the shops were all like pubs bars and discos, i guess its a red light district. and we finaly found a chinese coffee shop!There were only a table of women gathering there wif a cigarate on each hands.The shop was pretty old and the word "edible" just went off my mind. The chicken hanging there look half dead. The pot on the stove is just as big as ur fist. "you wanna eat here or u wanna go sumwhere else to eat". We were already out of the car and we were already standing in front of the shop,wat else to say? We felt like royalty. Every workers seem busy.Anyway their workers and boss are weird,they look like those drugtakers in the backlane. One of them went to on the TV.One of the modern women went to make the drinks.Another stickman(juz look timid and over-slimed) were choping the chicken,duck and pork like he was doing it for the 1st time. Only God knows. The presentation of the dishes were awful. tell u wat even the utensils were awful!Not only they have not enough untensils for us, those utensils are even rusty!So 1 of my aunt who followed my car asked for the chilli sauce and the woman actually went to cut the packed chilli sauce, i guess those packets have been lying there for quite some time. To cut it short, half a chicken(we got less than half), half a duck(we got less than half too) and A FEW pieces of pork, actually cost us RM45! drinks were six something, we just ignored it. When all of us were shocked, the boss was too cute to ask us, izzit to expensive? O,great. I was like ,"go rot and die young"!
P/S: the food was all dam cold and the taste were realy really really bad!I guess we were the the first customer of the month,perhaps year?
Sorry couldnt get you guys a pic of the shop coz we were some sorta showing our unpleasant looks, I just wanna get back to my prison safely lol.Btw im not sure the name of the shop in english(it should be boon boon or wen wen), I only managed to get the Chinese Name.
文文茶餐室.It made me stereotype the whole seremban area from now onwards lol.
All the way from Australia?
From all my lovely cousins?
will you be impressed?
will you envy?
will you jealous?
baby they are all mine, mine , MINE!
OOOoo la la ..
apart of getting ridiculous nagging at home as usual,
(trust me, Im always wrong,but the one is Al-mighty,
he is Mr. right who never once admit to be wrong)
At least,today I have something to be happy with.
"THANKS AND MUAX MUACKS MUAH, MY LOVELY COUSINS!"
hope my capital letters would help in reaching my regards and my appreciation to them!
The Used-live dvd+cd
A wombat plushie! (it looks like quokka!)
Havnt got the comfirmation.
So for the moment,
I will feed her like one.lolx
Anyway quokka is an animal
who i call it mini-kangaroo!cutE!
I tot it was a quokka, till aaron told me its not!
She came,she seduced and she got her Mr. right!
LOLX! i got this aus version of hedgehog alike plushie from an aus student who visited my secondary school las year^^
Sunday, October 14, 2007
you were crying in pain,
even before i opened my eyes.
Im not happy,
Im not sad EITHER.
The lich is down.
the evil lich queen is down!
I believe in nothing,
but karma for once,
PAY for what you have done,
Pay to urself.
Pay to ur children,
and ur husband.
Im not poor,
even if I am,
I dont need ur friggin dirty money,
I dont do what you do,
I will starve to dead rather than begging for a penny.
Yes, you!wake up,
it would be way too easy for u to leave now,
you must be good,
you must stand up.
We wont want the people in the hell(of coz)
to suffer with you around.
We want you to turn over your
poisonous, dried up,
leaves, trunks and roots,
before you reborn.
Dont be depress,
when you are in hell,
looking up and notice,
nobody is crying for you.
Their tears are all dried up,
thanks to you.
they might have not tasted the tears.
You were angel,
in the public,
You were worse than a devil,
when nobody is around.
Everything you do,
you do it ur best...
And u know what?
u go by urself then.
All your drammas caused traumas.
How i wished i was miles away from you.
You should feel honoured,
because if its someone else,
I would not care to blog an entry on him/her,
cause i will be rushing there,
instantly i mean.
Wait a minute,
let's stop and wonder,
could this be...
just to earn urself...
I woudnt be surprise,
thats your habitual action.
We are bored of predicting,
the right ending for your every episodes.
Produce something different.
We would like to see.
So, get well.
If God allows you to.
P/S: Hate me and i will hate you to death.
CONVERSELY, If you love me, thank God b'cause you found yourself another soulmate.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Everybody s gone,
Are you still here(with me)?
When you are loosing someone;
Someone chooses to be with his/her only one.
If you happen to know those who were once kind(to you in a sense),
leave them alone.
They were never kind.
Don’t complain if they are not kind.
A. Yes, I am faker.
B. No, I never been kind.
Your words keep me living,
"When someone chooses to shut you from their his or her, go for the backdoor.Dont wait for the door to be open, continue walking as u will see the bigger ones.You should rather have A friend who takes you as you are and looks out for rather than a milliomn 'friends' tat take you for granted"
and thats me.and that was me.that will be me.always me.
I am on my own...
..and thats all i've got.
A lone-ranger was born,
He started counting down,
as he knew he was sent to this world to be alone and to die.
He served the world with laughter,
as he knew others need it more than he does.
A passer-by was born,
He started to live for the sake of living,
as he was just finiding the exit to heaven or hell.
He served the world with nothing but his shadow,
as he knew he doesnt deserve even a price tag.
A franky-panky was born,
He started to live like everyday is the last day of his life,
as he was too dumb to hide his feeling.
He served the world with who he was,
as he misthought that being frank is earning.
(he regreted;fakers benefit more)
A fugly-yet-proud-ducker was born,
He sarted to believe he is the prettiest,
as he knew nothing gonna change the fact for who he is.
He served the society with his dried up looks,
as he thinks that would make others to feel pretty.
It was his era,
Gaining a place in the society.
He was copping up hard,
He was vanishing from the society,
He couldnt be himself,
Fakers are everywhere.
He is no more alive,
Someone help him.
He is searching for a place to burry himself.
The pedestrians on the busy street is stepping on him.
He doesnt give up,
Gasping for air in the middle of the crowd.
He crawl, he rolled,
A proper space and ground to burry himself is all he wants.
Because..He still love himself,
Right from the year of 1989,
and it will last,till eternity...
Friday, October 12, 2007
Thanks for serving a fucking awesome and magical blog service. Just wana thank so so much again for taking the trouble to vanish my well typed entries. I just feel so bad for getting you to do the dirty jobs. I know its not an easy job to *poof* away one's entries and so i decided to move to this Blogspot Welfare Home. and now my new postcode and address is :
You might miss my absence from ur side, but u can contact me through here anytime.k thx bye. I have got alot to shift.So, talk to you nex time. Well, if possible,i would never wana see ur face anymore.
Your love one,