zombie

i've been up for over 36 hours already. last time i stayed up this long was when i was busy putting all the last touchs on my final project. its hard to believe that last time i lasted weeks after weeks with lack of sleep. fact that i used to only sleep for 10 hours in a week is a fucking miracle. my body aches with every movement, my head feels light and hey i talk so much shit that even i dont find it funny anymore. its so full of non-sense that it literally doesnt even make sense at all. now thats what we call a really whacked cocktalk.

theres a reason why i suddenly stayed up for this long, i've been told to keep it low. so i shall keep to my words. but one thing for sure was that, because of this incident. i know for a fact that i wont do the same mistake as my friend. it has shown over and over again how fucking stupid it is. plus this is not my first time having to cope with this kind of incident. the only reason why i stuck by, cus these are my friends and i dont leave my friends hanging. i may not be the 'cool' and most happening in the group. but hey, looks like its the 'cool' and happening people arent exactly people you can count on. that shit was whacked and i seriously cant understand why some people just dont learn.

like how many times must u fall flat before u see things in the bigger picture?

oh well. i guess thats the lack of sleep talking right there. shit..

im lost for words for a sec..

oh fuck it.

earlier on, i watched syriana with my parents. at the age of 20 its really some time since i've been on a movie with my parents, but hey, they asked and i obliged. free ticket, free popcorn n drinks. its a sure shot. anywyas, the show was alright i think, but i wouldnt reccomend people to watch it. haha. cus the shows something like tom clancy's storyline. draggy, political-war shite, lotsa characters and at the last only do they piece together. so it takes quite some effort to actually get the whole message. or perhaps it was just me who kept dozing off. either ways, any of you guys think otherwise, please do enlighten me, make my life easier so i dont need to watch it again to understand.

latest trend for american movies: all arabs/lebanese/muslims are suicidal psychopath terrorists. as if muslims were actually taught to do suicide bombing in religious schools and shit. wtf man.

'Religious studies; Chapter 4; God loves Suicide Bombers.
Allah has stated in the Quran that,'he who learns how to build a bomb and sets himself off in the name of Allah will receive a one way ticket to heaven, in which all the angels would decent from the heavens with barely anything on and lift him straight into the heavens..'. So let us build one which would make Bush piss in his pants.'

ya rite la. as if man. fucking yanks.

it used to be about germans, then russians, then afghans, then iraqians.. now this?

shite. i didnt even know that i had such a strong political stand. fuck me. i really need sleep man.

hang over

introducing suffieaee's life cycle:

wake up at 12pm with an assy headache and not to mention feeling utterly fucked in all angles. not because of over drinking or partying, but cus of too much sleep. slowly move towards the edge of the bed and let the shit flow down. at this phase its kinda like your pc starting up, loading windows and shit. mines like loading 'wtf's the time?/ what fucking day is it?' thing going on. after that, a very long cold shower to slowly make things which are already small smaller. haha jk. cold shower to get my head cleared. after that, head downstairs to see whats there to eat. while munching shit in front of the tele, i'll try to figure out what to do for the day. finish eating, continue watching watever shit thats pathetically on astro. then slowly adjourne to my laptop for some virtual company and havoc. when all the fun has gone, its either i start hunting down for some real company or sleep it off and wait for the day to turn night. at night, ring a few friends for some nearby mamak yamcha then its back home for more wonderful astro. fall asleep infront of the tele at 4am-ish. by 6 my maid will be up making noise and i'll zombie my way up to my room to continue sleeping.

wonderful innit.

so god damn fucking productive.

look its not my fault i live such a kewl life that you guys are envious about it.

fucking hell.

w

People spend half their life’s pursuing personal goals and dreams. Every morning waking up to smell that breath of air and hope that when the clock hits midnight, they’ve achieved something. It’s understandable, it’s rational and heck it’s brilliant. It’s a good lifestyle and definitely a start to a healthy positive kind of life. Arguably that only half of those dreams or effort would actually succeed. This in truth actually means that there’s only half a reality whilst the other half still lingers in that individual’s mind. When people question if you could see the bigger picture? It’s natural to agree in haste, though in truth. It is just a speck of what truly lies shown.

I’m sorry, but perhaps being a pessimist doesn’t help much in this argument.

Sitting down and rationalizing each statement spoken by some has proved my theory very much true. That we build a dream everyday, though in truth only half of it would become reality. We are living lying sons of bitches who wake up every morning just to lie to ourselves. Enough of this lying, enough of all this insignificant trivial, which has totally no beneficiary.
There are times which I feel utter disgust at myself for being so blind, envious and stupid. All that for all the wrong reasons, why so? Because I wake up that very morning with too much hope and dreams that when reality hits me. I fall flat on the floor with my head in so deep that I’d be able to pull off as an ostrich all too brilliantly. I say, ‘what the fuck?’

What the fuck?

What the fuck does reality want with me?

not so bad.

i went for this artsy thingie at dewan seni dan kebudayaan next to the national library. it was actually an event held by the British Council, Juice Mag and also Zouk. it was pretty interesting due to the fact that i've never been to such art exhibitions. so it was kinda experimental for me.

stepping into the hall, i was quite amazed on how well things were. we actually do have some real wicked artists in malaysia. so anywyas. i went there with my cousin and 2 other friends(assault & battery). we kinda arrived late. fashionably late of course. so yea back to my story.

ya know how in the movies you'd always see like people going to arts exhibitions and like they just stare at the painting and try to feel what the artists were feeling or even try to understand whattafak(pardon my french) the artist is trying to emphasise. so yea, i was doing that. well the staring that is, and to be honest. it wasnt helping. i guess it shows how much of an analytical mind that i have. its not that i dont appreciate art. but hey, theres a reason why i'm takin engineering and not some graphic artsy thingie ey.

there was also a performance by these two dudes, i cant remember what they called themselves. but it was quite some wicked shite, they wore this jumpsuits and played tracks by using really weird, no not weird. just outta the ordinary instruments. they used like really really old casio mixers i think, a fucking ancient turntable and to top it all off was that he had a jar with a cricket in it to add that crickety effect.

it was really something.

though i feel that someone with a more artsy background would appreciate it more than i would. heh. it was still some wicked stuff.

i sometimes feel envious to those who are really good in arts. like people who can do vector art. i know with the latest multimedia program's its nothing much. but its still some wicked form of art to me. i used to think that i had some talent in arts. but in truth, i really sucked and i only felt that way cus the rest of the engineerin students i kno sucked more in arts or creativity. haha.

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later after that arts exhibition, we headed off to zouk. they played pure electro that night and it was really not to my fancy. hey the set was good but i dunno, just wasnt my cuppa tea. oh well. ya win some and u lose some.

to be frank, lately i've been feeling extra fucked. i doubt that my friends i hang out would actually notice but its been some relaly fucked up few days for me. its all literally in my head, but its been some time since i felt so fucked up in the head. lately i've been staring at the ceiling for hours when i'm in bed. my mind wanders off into some other place. i guess its just the stress of having literally nothing to do or should i say nothing to look forward to during the day. the university application didnt help either. sigh. fucked up few days.

i've always had this notion of doing things unexpectedly. but the fact that during the night the number of mosquito's really fuck things up. middle of the night i'd wake suddenly and feel like just walking or have a jog to anywhere.

stress wei.

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then came today, which half helped cus there was good news that one of the universities had allowed me to enter the 2nd year. so right now i'm all up for that uni. guess i'll never get everything i want when i want. heh.

'my life's always taking sharp turns'

a quote i kno for a fact happens.

before this post i just finished watching a movie.

Its all gone Pete Tong.

watch it. that show has gotta be one of the most inspiring movie's ever man. fucking a. literally good stuff. going out now. laters.

fuckstrating

ya know. it always seems like life is a really big bitch who tries to fuck u up at almost anymoment if u let ur guard down.

that its so fucking sneaky, that it lets u have a calm moment .. then suddenly overwhelms u with so much shit that ur left in a state of confusion,frustration,depressed and most definitely fucked in all angles. the calm before the storm they say before the actual shit hitting the fan.

yep. the shit has really hit the fan this time.

i was a happy chap 2 days ago, mostly whining about how fucking bitchy my college is for releasing my full results too fucking slow. then yesterday i finally got it and was proud of my achievement over the past 2 years. fuck i worked my ass off as a mediocre student to actually get somwehere. its been a great year last year.

so today, i passed a photocopy results to my soon-to-be boss at tmnet. and also forwarded the full transcripts to the UK universities for them to fasten those fucking application. i was so fucking sure that my ticket to the UK was set. i was so close to it, that i could feel and smell the UK air. that distinct cold dry air which carries hot cheese all so wonderfully from the local bakery. fuck i even could picture myself in the UK everytime i hear coldplay on the radio. being amidst foreigner, enjoying 4 seasons (of loneliness. (hopefully not)) and watching footie on your local bar or tele on weekends. though MARA was so doubful that they'd be sending students to the UK anymore, my parents were kind enough to still give me the green light as they can afford my first year of studying.

i had planned to work during the summer to gather money for the next years accomodation and also travelling.

everything was set.

work now for 7 months.

pay off loan and get some nice things to indulge myself with.

go to thailand during june to party with lotsa friends before leaving for UK.

kudo's to malaysia in september and off to hard work and studying..

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reality just has to fuck things up.

the university replied that i only qualify for 1st year entry and NOT 2nd year entry.

that means 3 years instead of 2 and lots more money.

as if my parents sending me for 2 years isnt fucking expensive enough.

so now i'm stuck in a dilemma. fucking stressed and frustrated. they said they wanted an overall distinction student for 2nd year entry. thanks alot to my brilliant 2 semesters of fucking around and partying, i screwed not only my pointer. now my ticket to the UK is going up in flames if i cant enter.

fucking brilliant.

just fucking brilliant.

i mailed the other universites hoping that mebbe one of em would allow 2nd year, if yes then i'd be ehading for that university straight. no gimmicks no shit.

i've had enough of getting fucked in the ass in life. its so pissing off that im lost for words on who to curse. i blame only myself for playing alot that time but fucking hell. i thought ive already paid my debt. gees.argh...

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i was so pissed earlier on, luckily there was an event going down in zouk. help me remove some o the stress.

assault & battery @ sessions
velvet underground, zouk.

first off, i'd like to say that the malaysian clubbing scene is so biassed. just because 1 genre of music isnt to your liking doesnt me that the people dont get to enjoy their night. i know assault & battery first hand and they play drum & bass(dnb). they play good music and its not like drum & bass is a new genre. dnb has been around for fucking ages in the UK and only in asia(specifically s'pore and msia) that this genre have yet to explode. the people here are still into techno,trance and sadly hiphop. mind you im a universal listener, though i prefer some genre's than most. but i dont discriminate nor feel bias towards them. some tunes of hiphop are catchy, dj tiesto had me dancing like an energizer robot for 3-4 straight hours. roger sanchez's live crew was one of the most entertaining act i've seen. and i also enjoy sipping coffee whilst enjoying music at the jazz festival.

so back to the story abt the gig.

sessions today consisted of 3 dj's. all 3 are JUICE DJ Quest finalists. Mic Ho, Justin and lastly Assault & Battery. so the gig was for 5 hours, starting from 10pm till 3am. Mic Ho gets 2 hours, Justin also gets 2 hours but Assault & Battery gets 45 minutes.

like watafak?

simple math has shown that 5 hours can be divided by 3 people. gets you about say 1 hours 40 minutes per DJ. so whats the fucking problem? why cant they get their fair share of airtime too? so you say that the crowd doesnt like dnb, well sad to say. earlier acts didnt gather any crowd either cus sessiosn was held simultaneously with Ghettoheaven(the most overrated weekly event evah!) but at 2am as Assault & Battery took the stage, people or close friends of assault & battery packed the dancefloors and there was actually some people dancing on it.

okay lor, u say dnb is dodgy music. stick to techno la till death. sheesh.

i just dont get it.

another thing what i dont get was, how come velvet had a legal age of 23 instead of 21. mainroom or Ghettoheaven was above 21 and still school kiddies could enter. whats the differ man 23 and 21. how much can a person mature in 2 years anways. are you saying that in 2 years they'd be able to party responsibly and not cause such ruccuss like fights and stuff. fuck no. so wtf?

very the sohai. serious.

gees.

argh!

its now 5.31am friday and i feel like talking to someone. but sadly everyone's fast asleep. well i guess its another night to lookup to the sky and talk to the stars.. oh and let the mosquito's have their buffet. another long rant there. but mebbe next time.

sigh.

its times like these which i feel like dialing someone close. but they've all moved on and no longer layan my emoness like last time. die la liddet.

ciao.

my oh my..

gotten my full results today. like fucking finally after 3 trips and lotsa credit wasted on phone calls. feels fucking brilliant cus now i have in my hand my diplomaa. yay. i rock. heh. to make my day brighter, my cgpa or total grade point has been increased. or maybe i've calculated it wrongly. thus meaning i actually achieved my goal of reaching above 3.2 . fuck yeaaa.. my last semesters results: 3.57 DEANS LIST BABY YEAAAAAAAA~! i fucking made it man. i got into deans list least once before i graduated. woot woot! anyways. apart frm that, i passed my laptop to my friend for him to fix. hopefully all is well soon.. i really hope its nothing hardware, cus i'll be damned if the problem hardware and the parts for my laptop are already obsolete. that'll be utter bollocks in all degree's man. fucked. to those of ya whove noticed. but according to my last post. i have a stalker. like whoa. i have a stalker. how kewl is that. its much of an honor to know that u find me interesting enough to actually stalk me. dude/dudette stalker, if ur readin this. lets go for a drink.. awesomeshit. laters. btw, blastoff sucks ASS.

browsinbrowsin

right. my laptop's officially fucked. so anyways, i was browsing through this pc .. and i found alotta old stuff like pictures and stuff. bloody hell, its only been almost 3 years but just seein the pictures and browsing through brought back alotta shit. its like walking down memory lane. but a really bad one. haha. i seriously look geeky. like i had a huge text on my forehead which says' DWEEB'. its soo bad its like watching reruns of old 70 dance hits. those which u squint ur eyes just to make sure ur seeing it right. bad hairdo, bollocks fashion sense and u get that 'phuuuweee wattafuck was i thinking back then ..' look across ur face. geek. least now its not so bad.. cooler than last time la. ;p i also have this habit of saving text conversations back then during the age of ICQ and mIRC. cus it helps me remember stuff and also for future reference. even now i still do it just in case. so i was reading some of the conversations i had. fuckme, it really brings back alotta shit. mostly bad and horrid not to mention things which i've totally forgotten now. remembering what exactly i found offensive back then and compare it to now. heh alotta differ man. in simple terms, those were the 70's and now i'm in the 21st century. yanumsayin'.. i wanna post up the pictures for comparison but since my laptop's fucked. so theres no nice ones to really compare. thus i'm too lazy. mebbe next time or sumthing. omfg i was soo geeky man, shit im furiously embarrassed at myself for being so. imma man now. haha. and i reckon i'd stay this way or manlier with age. woot. another thing i noticed was that last time cus i had soo much chinese influence in me. that i totally speaked like one. ya know with all that irc language shortwords. i never knew i was so ahbeng on the net. haha. like whoa, cyber-ahbengizedmalay speakin. with all the 'mahh's' at the back. shit come to think of it, i remembered i cud even speak abit o chinese backthen too. only abit. ok fine. barely. minus all the curses. words like sohai,mahai,knnbccb and tiu doesnt count. fucking hell, which reminds me, that i even tried taking mandarin lessons for 3 months last time. goddamn! apart frm that, i now also remember all the mistakes which i've done.. and how fucking snobbish i seemed. even with the geeky looks. i was a jerk then and hopefully not now. not to mention a very selfminded one too. i guess thats the biggest embarrassing fact which i just realized amidst all these memories.

screwed

happily typing halfway through chat rooms and suddenly. everything is highlighted. from my internet explorer to my chat room and it keeps on blinking for a while. then later as i try to continue my interesting conversation about malaysians becoming a pronstar. everything i type gets cleared. highlight blink erased. .... cibaiiiiiiiiiiii!!! again i try typing something and it still does the same thing. oh fucking hell. so after running virus scans and tuneups. it still does the same thing. imma fucked. its either my keyboard or a virus. so i frantically looked high and low for empty cd's. only to find 1 cd and sadly it was already burned with a SINGLE mp3. fucking hell. talk about wastage at the worst possible moment. i managed to check the memory abit and it says that my pictures alone takeup 2.5 gig. more than 1 cd can hold anyways. finally finding the installer for disk partition. i now have 3 partitions. all my files are moved. after i did all that. pc's okay. for a bit ... puki betul. anyways. hope tomorrow's a good day. gotta go down to college again to pick up my full transcript. which is fucking 2 weeks overdued. i really wanna start work soon. cus february everyone's gonna start college. yadayadayada. yesterday i saw these oakleys, casgan i think its called. white in frames. fucking A man. but it costs 400 plus. thinkin about it.. mebbe i'll get it after my first pay check. heh gotta indulge yourself abit ey.

taraaa!

had a nice chat with a friend earlier on...

depicting the nonsense and rubbish which goes on in a relationship. i was making a statement about how girls these days have serious bad taste, that they often prefer really ugly smucks to guys who arent so bad looking .. say like me. haha. anyways. as the conversation continued to lay its tracks. it was clear that the average joe on the net, when lookin for a girl normally has bad intentions. well they arent really bad, its still part of nature but still..

kay i'm talking about shagging.

and yes. i as a guy agree that guys surf the net when they look for girls, they look for shagging material. why u might ask? cus its easy on the eyes thats why. now i'm not saying that all guys on the net are perverted sons o bitches with only one thing on his dick[head]. thing is that when it came down to straight facts. yes. guys look for shag material first. then if that fails, it slowly moves towards ya know, that lovey dovey relationship. then if that fails too, then its friend-friend basis. after that it just keeps getting lower, like just-to-fill-my-phone-book friend and hiehiehowwayuokthankyoubye friends.

sounds real shitty and perverse?

its a fact. so face it.

its not that guys are jerkoffs. but hey. when it came down to business, thats how the mind works. thats how u get that 'shag girlfriend', or that 'potentialwife girlfriend', or even that 'omfgihaveaproblemhelpmee girlfriend'. i'm not trying to sound crude. cus to be frank, i myself dont really surf the ney for shag victims. i look for potential friend to bummwith and hopefully gf and if it really have to go down that path, shagfriend. ;p

so as a guy, i'm sorry for the girls who've been harrassed online sexually or threatened by a guy whos deprived. ;p its a badbad world. haha.

on an honest note, some guys are really nice. really. just that at times their pushed to that darkside which leads them offcourse.

try having an honest relationship with another only to find out he/she's sleeping with another, or even he/she's just using u for the moment. worst of their using u for the money. wouldnt that lead u to have a more aggressive totally non emotional type o relationship. jerks are jerks for a reason. either their natural borned or molded by no good bitches who've done him bad. like the saying;

'what goes around comes around'.

fuck yea.

life's a big bitch.

i watched 2 o kate hudson's shows earlier on astro.

i think she's uber hawt.

like gf material hawt. the way she smiles. cheeky glances not to mention wicked body.
see girls like that, i believe not in a million years id actually find one. girls like that only exist in movies. movies which are just too fucken good to be true. they lead u to believe that life is beautiful and just. which is hardly true i think. life is shit. depending on how u look at it. lumpy shit or diarrhoea kinda shit. mebbe those smoothnofeelrelieving shit. however u wanna look at it.

so fuckyea.

stop being such a bitch and fucking send me ur msn so i can start flirtin bitch! haha.

its been a fantabulous and demeaning week of pure absolute boredom. i spent all day just lying in bed waiting for food to be cooked and watch tv. yay i feel my life turning into a phase with much excitement. a phase filled with beautiful naps and also mindboggling tv watching. i feel fit just by slothing at home and not do a thing whilst sipping a highly sugar concentrated drink. ah. life couldnt be more brilliant than this.

if only that paragraph was true la.

KNNBCC!

im fuckin bored! or sien u say in chinese. sien sien sien. bored bored bored.

okay la. not so bad.

sorry to say, it finally hits me that i write or blog when i really feel angry or bored. either way, my blogs consist of mostly either pure hate or love. mostly hate anyways.

why all the hate suff. whyyy??

i dunno. why er?

do you really live a life filled with only hatred and angst?

i think so la. but not really. i dunno.

i shant talk abt how my college totally wasted my time coming there last wednesday.. fuckasss.

so whats been going on.. nothing much literally.

a week back my brother caught a thief right outside our house. interesting thing was that, my bro was on his way back to the house when he saw this dude creeping outta the drain and there were a bunch of people chasing him. so my bro did a stunt link move with the car and stopped the thief from running. apparently the thief stole a phone from a phoneshop and ran all the way here. i mean, fuck he stole the phone from the shop and ran fucking like sayy.. i dunno roughly 300 meters or so. dumbfuck threw the phone away after he was being chased. watta moron. anyways the owner of the shop chased after him with a bunch o people. the owner questioned the thief about the phone he stole then proceeded to beating the mofoko abit for his actions. the police later came and took the mofo away.

i gotta say though, seems like our community aint those lepak and watch type anymore. we've had enough of fucking snatch thieves and rapes. we take action. yargh! malaysia boleh!

i finished my second book from michean crichton. fuck i just love the way he writes. but his latest isnt so adrenaline pumpin like his others. another thing i really like about his writing is that, right at the end of the book he compiles all his references. which is really awesome to see how much this fella did research before writing. now thats a proper writer for ya. i've been rummaging around the house looking for another of his books. cus my dad says he bought one before. but i just cant find it. argh. hating this man. the rest of the books in my house are either romance novels bought by my mom. or some political shite and stuff. all totally not my kinda reading material. apparah!

apart from that, there isnt any good movies these days. i wanted to go for a movie run last wednesday while the pirce was still cheap. but seems like all the good movies have either ended or have yet to come out. i missed aeon flux. aiyaah. im waiting for ice age 2, pirates o the carabean 2, underworld 2. well okay la most of em are like sequels to already released movies. i just hope the storyline's good and not just for the sake of making a sequel.

family news consist of my parents heading off to france for the week. so now i am parentless at home. yay. sad thing i'm single. if not wee. shaggadelic baby yeaa. nah who am i kidding. its rather sad to admit but without em the house is more silent. more sad. more boredom. as though staying at home all day long isnt bad enough. now there isnt anyone to nag me to eat my food. haiyya. suckass.

laters.

crankeaeeyy

ya know.. im not sure if its a bad habit of mine or sumthing. but when i expect something from a person i really do expect to get it. might sound utterly snobbish. but fuck, i really do get pissed off if i dont. like this very instance or today u might say.

i just hate it when people dont reply ur msgs.

once okay la.

but twice.. getting on my nerve..

thrice.. ur a fuckhead.

and its doesnt help that i know that u have credit. so it kinda gives me a bad impression. bleh.

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i havent been out the house today. explains the bad temper. i dont wanna finish my book so soon, cus i know my dad's least gonna wait for a another week or so before giving me cash to buy a new one. if i wanna get a new book before then, then i gotta buy it with my own money. which i dont have. die la tambi.

i'm starting to become a pseudo-maniac with a need of lots and lots of attention.

goddamnit i've turned into a cranky sonofabitch. gees. i became a chick with PMS. noooooo..

somebody kill me now.

gloom

whilst uk are having one of the worst winters in the past 10 years. i gotta say, here in malaysia it aint any better. fucken weather's been all gloom for the past month or so. its so much similar that i could've easily mistaken the clouds for the ones in london. been rainin and raining in the evening, screws up most of my plans of eating out. shite. mind you that most of the day i normally spend staying at home to save money, now i save more cus im stuck at home too for dinner. bollocks.

stuck at home is seriously tormenting in every degree for me. i dont know about you guys. but i feel fat whenever i stay at home for long hours. okay fine, yea staying at home is normally the time you guys sloth around and just do nothing but when its overdone. gees. its seriously mindfucks you. argh.

make matters worst, i have this 'underground pimple' on my left cheek. i call it 'underground pimple' cus its not your normal pimple which you could just pop accidentally when you rub your face or something. this underground pimp is way below your epidermis, the dermis layer i think. if my high school science serves me right. its annoying cus as my research and experiment over the years have shown that, if you just leave it like your average pimple. it doesnt do shit. fuck it even gets worst or bigger. normal pimple just dies out o sumshit. this one gets more pumped and adds more mountanous effect on my face. as though the caverns and astroid hits arent enough. i really dont know how the fuck i get these weird pimples. their like a mosquito bit my face and suddenly infects the dormant pimple to become superly annoying mountanous underground pimps from hell.

fuck wei.

arghhh.

oh yea. rain also causes more mosquito's. niama pundek cibai.

speaking of mosquito's, theres this field nearby my house. people hardly use it anymore these days cus my area is basically filled with either really old people or too young for anything. so its normally empty half the time. i'm not sure either its like superbly good enviroment or sumthing, but fuck its like the hive of mosquitos. perfect habitat you might say. you can go there during the day when the suns literally on your head and still get bitten by thousands of mosquito's. i went there for like 5 minutes to accompany my friend for a smoke, i came back to the car with a map of johor on my leg thanks to the mosquitos. wattafuck is the government doing abt it wei. sheeesh. all that fuss about aedis and denggi fever shit. i really think if the government actually fog that field, half the population of mosquitos in this district would go down or sumthing.

i feel very grumpy at the moment.

football starting in like 2 minutes. must go find food first. very hungrehh.

lates.

anew

i was watching a show called 'the spanish apartment' earlier on. im not sure if its because they spoke spanish/french but i was so intrigued to watch it. they shows about this guy who's french but stays in barcelona to what looks like studying. what was kewl was that his house consisted of 6 people including him and all of them are from different parts of europe. 3 girls and 3 boys, spanish, brit, german, italian, dutch and french.

perhaps this show would be easier to relate to if you actually studied oversea's and had housemates from all over. i'm not trying to be 'poyo'/pretentious or anything but the show was really good.

it showed everything which could happen whilst one is studying oversea's. from your average stress of exams to girlfriend sleeping with other guys thing. but i guess what really took me was the fact that the story shows how the french dude slowly experience things and finally finds his true character. makes you think for a bit.

life's a fuckin journey which everyone has to take.
youd meet hundredss of people yet only some you'd actualy remember.
loves a bitter sweet moment which more than often leaves u feel utterly stupid, but in a good way.
maturity will come with time, depending on how u handle things.
we can never stick to one place, one time, one person, one thing without moving on, cus life's about progress.
avoid lust for it is bwaaad. ;D

last part the french fella said this quote which was really interesting..

'i am a foreigner amongst foreign people.'

nu yar la

gday.

its been a semi productive few days after new years. though i cant help the fact that my money is slowly seeping away everyday. it really sucks when suddenly u gotta face the fact that you dont have money coming in every month anymore. haiiyaaa!

been meeting up with people lately. mostly girls, well 2 of em to be accurate. haha. i met up with j on sunday for a movie - kingkong. it was alright, a word of advice to those who have yet to watch kong. bring a jacket if ur gonna watch it in a cinema, cus its 3 friggin hours plus and if u have a small bladder like i do, you'd end up going out for a piss mid way through. j's still the same i guess, nothing much changed abt her. still dresses the same and talks the same. but hey, were now just friends. though we parted ways right after the movie, so we didnt really sit down and chat. its all good. i like it this way. ;)

met up with ilee few hours back. she's still as gorgeous as she was when i last saw her, she lost weight though. rather skinny at some parts. it was really kewl that we'd still talk like how we used to a year back. my stories and hers are very easily related too. but we did get weird stares from old uncles cus we're laughing out loud most of the time. she still has that funky fashion sense.

hopefully tomorrow i'd meet up with krystal for lunch. that perempuan forever has some issue to be settled with or some emo story to tell. haha. we'll just wait for tomorrow.

i'm kinda liking how things are abit now. like i mentioned before, all the people i'm close with are back. i'm slowly getting used to being at home 24/7. its a slow start but a good one for 2006. ;)

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my official results are out last week. but for some unknown reason, i cant see mine cus they blocked it. i received a letter like a week later stating that i owed the uni money, thats why their not releasing my results. yesterday i went and deposited the money and called em up. apparently i can only come and collect my results on the same day current students start their semester or register. so looks like i'll only get my result by next week.

aihh.

after that, i can slowly sort out abt my work. transportation and what not. i really need to start working cus i'm starting to get bored and broke. being stuck at home with no money is a killer.

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oh hey. i got so pissed with my hair today that i went and cut it. eheee

now my hair's short. like spikey/messy short. no more beatles hairdo. oh well.

dont know what else to write about. mebbe laters. ;D bye