Life Life Life at its Fucking low

Just some reflections:
In life... nothing is certain...
In relationships, the same applies...

Sometimes we are the fucker....
Sometimes we get fucked...
Sometimes we fuck everything up...
Sometimes everything we gets fucked up...
We need to be clear in what we want....
We need to be certain about the decisions we make...

We only plan. GOD decides....

Some thoughts that was brewing in my mind...
Dont take things for granted...
Dont think too short termed....
Try not to be confused...
Compare everything and Contrast everything....

I love that smile... makes me melt... and the hair is so curly-kemurly... best... tembamz, don't say i dun put nice pics of you anymore ok... khekhkee...  

I promised my Tembamz that I will put nice pictures of her.. I find this one sweet.. and very chubby... haha... still cant beat my chubbyness... i like the retro earrings.. 

my table and bed... not too bad for guy's hostel... meand amirul are very clean people who mop and sweep the floor every week... notice the sleeping bag? haha.. it belongs to the permanet resident Razak Boyan.. haha.. he's forever in our hostel.. our place's like a halfway home.. i miss this place... and singing loudly when i shower... 

just looking trhrough the pictures i have... haha... this is Raihan Janggut Mahaguru Swimming... we were in the same hall.. he came by to study.. we ended playing snap.. and he lost big time.. this is the forfeit.. if you look hard enough, you'll see an entire palm of red on his shoulder... haha... i did that... haha.. one of the memories of hall 7... i miss those days... date was 31 Mar 2005, 1.54am... Raihan any comments? 

Fucking Freaky Prisoner Incident

i'm just back from jogging... today's weather was perfect... it was wet in the early morning... i think it rained last night... and everything was cool and all... haha... let me tell you my jogging regime so far... i ran with Ashri on monday... that day was all out, cos i was well rested... we ran total of 5.1km in half hour... not too bad right?... well... the next day, on tuesday, i ran alone... cos ashri said he going gym... so i ran alone... anf fuck, running alone is so different than running together...

when i ran alone, i start to notice other stuffs... the apek squatting underneath the trees (waiting for durian to fall), the taiji team (all senior citizens), the students walking to school and lastly i notice just how fucking far is the 1.7km route with hills is... bloody fuck.. i was so cursing and cursing.. and i didnt manage to do the 5.1km (1.7km x 3). only managed a 4.2km... fucking pancit already...

i made it up by going swimming before silat... haha... with raihan janggut (mahaguru of swimming, with his cute old tights that do not flaunt his bady at all)... we did 6 laps in 1 hour or so... hahahah... we're like 2 fucker who think we own the swimming... when we're not doing the laps( most of the time), we were just talking and all... haha... and laughing loudly like fucking hyenas... haha... nothing wrong with that what... no rule said that we cannot laugh out loud... i seriously dont give a fuck....

then there was silat... haha... nice training, i got injured and so did our Mahaguru Swimming... haha.. i hurt my finger cos lin's 60 Pound kick had bent it all the way to the back when i tried to catch that POPIAH right leg.... hahaha... she kicked my balls too.. fuck man... i must say that i was humbled by that... hkehkehke... well, she got a fair share of injury too.. I gave a knee to her head... khekheke... it was accidental... really... hkekhekhekhee

then we had our ritual grapes after training.. and all of us headed to the pasar malam... where i met THE PRISONER... haha.. fucking freaky man... and i still cant remember who the fuck is he... maybe i dont bother... but he is surely scary.. here's the lowdown...

I was waiting for the others... cos my Ramly, sudin, ajis, sarip dol kampung dusun Burger was ready... so i wanted to buy a drink, some bird nest shit... but i saw somehp covers.. browsed through it... then comes THE MOMENT...

some guy in 3 quarter pants, t shirt, snow cap, and track shoes with socks... he came towards to me, used 2 fingers and pointed it just below my chest... she mentioned that i was his senior back in P.A. i seriously cant remember him... and so i asked him how he's doing now... he said he's doing time for assaulting a police officer.. 3 months in jail... then we had a conversation on how he ended in jail and all... she said now he's ok... got toothbrush, socks and clothes...

i dun know whether he's still in jail or on curfew or any other shit... then he asked me if i had a dollar or two to spare... i said no... then he spilt... i was thinking " fuck, what was that all about... do i really know this guy?... or is this some lunatic with some creative way for asking for spare money?..." fucking freaky... i bought my $1.50 bird nest drink after cautiously checking the coast (i was afraid he was around and said i lied and whack me to death)... and what was the 2 fingers for? whatever lah... Fuckers.... khekhkehke...

well, fuckers like this makes my life more colourful... haha... to think about it... maybe i wanna do this kind of thing some time... haha... my kudos to the creative ex-prisoner who was really creative.... i think...

My new pair of running shoes... Tiger Paw... Bought it at 40% off... at $83.40... the fucker who steals this pair of shoes will be cursed. The Thief will definitely lose his 2 legs... 

Quentin Tarantino

Shit man... This Fucker is the Biggest Vandal of all Fuckers... His movie Pulp Fiction was so superb... There was so much FUCKS in it that it makes my entries look pathetic.... now that is the typr of movie that i appreciate... where the word fuck is not a vulgar word... FUCK is a noun, an adjective, an adverb and definitely a verb... haha... his movies are so distinct... lots of Fucks... lots of violence... (definitely not for the kids... cos they might follow this kind of fucking shit... blindly following)... and the scenes are arranged appropriately.... simply superb...

i had watched kill bill... and i think he did not have a balance of Fucks and violence as how it was achieved in this pulp fiction shit.... and i think the content is really mind blowing... Being the Shepherd, the evil of man's tyranny... despite all that violence, religiousity is still an issue played with...

just my fifty fucking cent worth of fucks.....

i have no comments for this pic... all these pics are taken from her phone at Killiney Kopitiam... after my 2 half boiled eggs, peanut pancakes and Rotiboy.... 

her intense look makes me feel uncomfortable next to her... hence our looks... 

I was just checking her out.... her friends say that i look like a lizard.. 

Its a damn Fucking long STORY....

I did it again.... Fuck man... I know the consequences and yet i still do it.. fuck...
I Slept after ASAR... (between 4 to whatever time you wake up)... and now, my head is spinning, my eyes are so fucking dry, and everything also is not right... fuck... there's even a tiny pimple on the delicate eyelid to keep me from remaining all calm and composed.... oh fuck... argh... its been a while since i last blogged... i just didnt have time to switch on my Booger-Wooger(name of my laptop) and log on to the net....

I dont give a fuck about arranging things according to which one occurs first... i'll just say whatever comes to my head and in any fucking order i want... so lets see, what can i remember? my head is so spinning... like as though i have a hangover... fuck!!

i went out on fri... I ate SOTO BABAT (superb tripe Soto) at AMK with the tall one (the dark and evil goat, Amirul)... Too bad i missed the friday prayers.. seriously, i really had to do the important letter that i need to deliver before i leave home... and to make things fucking worst, i woke up at 12... i thought it was 10! i completed the fucking tedious letter at 1 plus... so kind of missed my prayers... after delivering the letter to Malaysia Tourism Board, we chilled at Raffles... Some Lis Chick approached us and showed her photos when she was fat and that now she lost weight... fuck, i dont give a fucking damn lah... she's some Herbalife saleswoman... she thot we were like small frys... she's kind of shocked when we told her we're engine undergrads... fucking insult when she thinks we do not know what is a script writer... fuck you Lis...

i meet mamak sagaff and my coussin Izy KeMizzY... It was his birthday... I sang him a birthday song from across istana park... so loud, so proudly... then when he came nearer, he took of his earphones... fuckman... all that for nothing... khekhekhe.... well not exactly for nothing... till the day unfolds further...

i was a parasite... it followed him to his birthday eat out... at Arnold's City PLaza... man, that place is like fucking Malaysia man... so so oh so malaysia... i cant describe more... you have to go there for you on enriching experience... hkehkehkhe.... and we ate so much... 6 adults ate 2 whole spring chicken, 9 piece meal and countless buns.... i was so thinking of chickens... those chickens made me so cluck-y.... to make things better, they went Swensen's terminal 2 after that.... hahahaa (satisfied laughter).... i felt as though i was also a birthday boy... i ate topless 5... yum yum.... so full of chicken, ice cream and later on shit.... can eat anything now, no more weight control....

Training on thursday was kind of tough... i drove to school cos my dad had to go batam for work... the Global Immersion Program was great... I'll definitely go when my parents can afford it... maybe to India or Georgia... for my experience.... had NIE lunch with Tembamz, a carwash at stevens road and then training.... after that, i picked up tembamz at wisma mendaki.... so late... and she's hungry... we ended up having dinner at simpang bedok... my second dinner... i had room for a roti john... heheh...

love her alot....

saturday was havoc man... my tuition had already started.. and some fucker wanted to sit in for my class... fuck, give me a break... its only my first lesson for the semester... i had nothing planned... what the hell... i had contingency plans... i taught algebra and geometry... so oh so no mood... the $$$ drives me on... hahaha...

headed to ngee ann poly for the IVP again... NTU is definitely underdogs this year... Khalid POSER, Hosni BUAH GATAL, Farah TAKUT LIPAS, Nasir BUNUH PADDING, Darwis SCREW are all semifinalist.... I'm so proud of them... Go and make our school name instill fear to those young fuckers.... hahaha.... next year will be a better year for me...

today was such a tiring day... tuition again... i got to clementi from yishun in only 20 mins.... haha... i love the 110km/hr drives down adam road, lornie road... i feel like a rally driver in an urban terrain... haha... 20 mins man... i thinks its an achievement... plus i have to look out for TP and their sneaky speed traps.... fuck them man... it takes a policeman to outbeat another policeman.... hahaha

i was a driver today, for my parents... drove them to jurong west for a wedding, then to geylang serai CC for another one... haha... my mom showed my some girl that a lady was interested to matchmake me... hahah... i think i deserve more man... thankfully i have a beautiful girlfriend to guard me from all these unwanted matchmakings... tembamz told me that no girl wants me cos i walk like a gangster in school... stomach in chest out type... not forgetting the chin up position too... hahah... i dun give a fuck for the girls man... to hell with them....

marriage is such a heavy responsibility... 2 weddings today made me wonder... how would my marriage be?.... Whether it will be a happy event or a lonely one?... i'll leave it all to time and proper planning to guide me... other than that... i wanna get married...

my mum told me that mariage is a contract that cannot be broken... through thick and thin... then i told her that i dun wanna get married then... hahah... just to be cheeky.... she then told me whether i can control my sex drive... hahaha.... she really hit me at my soft spot... me and sex drive.... hahaha.... lets just say that my sex drive and i are very close friends... cant neglect each other.... haha....

nice pic right? yeap I took it...fuck.. hen I'm left out of the Pic... Our Late Lunch at Sweet Secrets at City Square... Tutor "get-to-know" Session.... khkhekhekhe.... 

Finally, i've got the pic we took after our bowling at Komtar... haha... Why must you smile Rasidah?  

Just Some Thoughts

I was thinking about it some days ago... i know i'm vulgar and boisterous... but i've observed that people around me become like that too... take for example the fighters in Silat... i remember them as nice people who rarely curse and swear... and do not have a "bastard" sense of humour...

But lately, with all that training, i think they have become more vulgar, vocal and Bastard-y...

Let me tell you how i am during training... i will curse and swear if there is any hardship to be encountered... i will not hesitate to show my disagreement when the training gets tough... but i will do it, with all my heart... just a foul mouth within the crowd... and i will crack jokes that is kind of rude... but we all take on a light note... like rizman bau and alfian gemuk kind of thing... if i would have said this and that i'm not close to them, they would have beaten me up badly....

then i realised that more and more of them are becoming like this... not that i'm flattered, but i think we're all adults... and they know what is good and what is bad... so kekhekekhkee, to hell with that....

Cant wait to say out the names of ppl i hate whn i kick that padding.... yes sa.....

just some fuctup thought that i have...

[ﻭﺍﻥ٣٢] I'm sick of wanking... I think finally, i'm passing that phrase...

I Ate and Ate.... I'm Feeling fat already...

As the title suggests.... i think i'm heavier... and my cheeks will definitely get bigger... haha... let me try to remember what i ate today....

1. Clam chowder
2. 3 pieces of peanut pancake from jollibean
3. kaya toast
4. 2 half boiled eggs
5. roti john

and i'm damn fucking hungry again now.... hahaha.... i'm like a beast, sniffing out food and things to fill my stomach.... I hope foot gets better... i wanna train again... and i must maintain this physique....

My Shooting is on the 14th and IPPT on 15th.... must maintain this fitness level... must not eat too much....

I seriously need a pair of running shoes.... {Whoever FUCKER who stole my Orange shoes, curse that he loses his legs}... yes, i'm that bitter about this... so i drop by the asics shop... THEY ARE HAVING A SALE!!!! oh yes.... i cant wait to buy a cheap pair... the pair that najib gave me had already worn out badly... i must run... and i need a good pair of shoes to run.... and a new pair of shoes never fail to make me hapy for at least a week... yes oh yes....

oh tuition is starting again this weekend... damn it... i recall the faces of those parents when they saw the results... they almost cried.... i MUST instill knowledge to these kids... Oh GOD, pls help me help these kids.... and I need the money too...

My pretty girl who came down to support... i look as though i've just had sex... all sweaty... thank you for coming down dear.... 

not a pic i'm very proud of... cos it shows that darwis had managed to do a takedown... but nevertheless... i think my stance was real nice....looks like i'm smiling...  

My Weigh In.... The guys behind me are happy indeed... cos they are the ones not fighting... haha... i look so "in the zone".... maybe, i know that I'm going to lose this fight... 

Our Warm-up Together... haha... an Irony, cos we're both each others opponent...  

My Fight and the Day After....

Just as i expected... i lost.... well... from an individual point of view, i think i'm disappointed... but, if we look at how the school is doing, At least we made it to the quarters... haha... it was a really friendly match... tall vs short... i was smiling all the way... though we did not go all out, i did get injured.... i cant turn my head left... my right thumb cannot rotate too much... and my right foot busted....

i was in the first match... so i had the whole day free... I became the pengapits for 2 matches... for nasir "bunuh Padding" and Din "Dol".... haha... Nassir really killed that kid... and for Din, he really was making a fool of himself... he had to be the first one to be slapped my Ilyas.... haha... what history in the making....

i did so many warm-ups... cos the other fighters need to fight for he coming matches... and i had such a good meal at al-ameen after that... haha... nasi goreng Mushroom, milo Shake and Lynchee.... yum yum....

It was not until i woke up the next day that i feel my entire body complaining.... fuck... my leg was swollen... but i bandaged it and i still went out with my girl... i miss her so much...

i had such a good time together with her yesterday at delifrance paya lebar.... we sat next to each other and talked and talked... talked about how vulgar i am... how i was blamed for making the team vulgar too... not my fault what..... anyway, there was a tragic event.... she put her bag on top of my McGyver specs... and now its out of shape... haha... i got a free meal for that... you know how to keep me happy eh... by filling up my stomach... haha... but i did feel like crying when it happened... i feel like a boy who had his toy broken by someone else... and that feeling brings back alot of childhood memories...

anyway, i chilled with mamak at bedok.... haha... cant believe i was chilling at bedok... so boring... and the east side chicks are mostly stuck-up.... they did not even bother to look at a one legged bandaged man who's reading a book... dont i look interesting.... haha... whatever... my girl is also an eastside stuckup girl... hahah... so funny... anyway, a nice chat with the pakcik about the arrogant soto vendor at adam road and we were off... had another great night again... if you know what i mean... hahah....

Our Team... before the Regu's turn.... 

I told the Team to pose as though we had won... took this pic before they had pose... haha... very candid... captured the moment... 

our more relaxed pose... and Darwis and Ilyas had to crouch down to be the same height as me and Rizman... 

Our Serious Faces after our turn... the results are not out yet... We didn't know that we are going to be the Champions... 

We Won the Fucking WAR!!!!

It started off reall emotional... the whole team huddled together.. with our coach.. the Regu teams were in gear already.... Ilyas, our Regu Instructor told everyone that the Regu team had been training more than the rest... they had trainings everyday except Sunday... they came 2 hours earlier before normal trainings to traini for this Regu thing... And he told the rest that we deserve the support of the others in NTU Silat Team...

That speech of his really made me wanna tear... it was really emotional... We did everything we could and now the team is behind us....

The slot for us was 8pm but things speeded up and we ended up having our turns just after six... fuckers... This changes caused my sweetie to miss my performance.... that's not the case...

HAHA... WE WON THE FUCKING WAR!!!!! The NTU Men's Regu TEam got gold!!!!
I was so overjoyed... we were really nervous before our turn... the 3 of us prayed together and gave inspirational words... so strong was our bond...

We gave our best... I opened my legs wide and did the Widest Kuda-Kuda... and i did the highest scissors... we were so proud of ourselves... Now NTU has something to be proud of.... And i'm proud to be part of that....

The ladies won bronze... We're proud of them too... We trained together... all that hard work.. sweat, toil and blisters... all for the medals....

Thank YOU GOD.... YOU were with me... YOU kept me calm and composed... YOU had all of us beating the same heartbeat....

Thank you Ilyas, fellow Cousin, Fellow Teammate, Our Instructor, Our Regu Coach..... He showed us so much... he scolded us like shit... he came down every training to coach us...he made us champions...

Thank you Sweetie for coming down... though you missed it all... i really appreciate your effort... *I hope the Al-Ameen meal did some good to pujuk you* 2moro is another big day for me... Behind every successful man, is a supportive woman.... I love you...

Thanks you other friends for supporting too... Syahid Rokok, Fahmi Mamak, Nana Syahid Hockey... Thanks guys...

/For school, For club... We Will Win.../

On Form and Ready for War....

The training today was an emotional one for me... it was the last seni training... the trainings that was 6 times a week... the extra training that we had before the usual trainings... the fucking seni training... the dreadful "spread Eagle" streches.... the "Wan you are the weakest link".... the "kuda-kuda Wan!"... the endless times we ran in step, walked in step, sprint in step.... the times i had to crack my brain to remember the 99 steps... the bonds we forged between the putera and puteri regu team.... 2moro will be judgement day....

I cursed and swear during trainings... makes me fond of the training cos i believe that when i reach this stage, i will definitely remember these times.... the sweaty "wet t-shirt" days... today's training was the best one... i video taped it... we looked Great!! i feel confident now... not the one that feel we're a small fry.... But the one to show that we are a team to reckon with...we trained hard for it... IT WILL NOT GO TO WASTE....

I felt so tired... we had a 'Devilish' Mcdonald meal... after prayers... Thanks Din DOl for your help... we really owe you alot... esp after all that jokes...

NTU SAR! NTU SAR! NTU SAR!.....

/I'm sleeping Early... All my sweat, blood and curses will be put to the test... We Will Win... for school, for club.../

*In the Zone.... Fuck Evrything Else*

Got to sew my school badge onto my uniform now...

Nag And grumble

yes yes... i had a slap on the face again... the usual... MY GIRLFRIEND said that i am like 94.2fm... the dumb and so backward radio station... they appeal only to the ppl who have nothing else to listen... and they are so talking around the bush.... plus, those Makciks (Aunties, malay version), they sometimes just cant understand what the deejay is talking about... contest on radio is so funny on Warna... they are just so Fucking "no idea whats going on"... ak... i just find that humourous.... back to the story....

Why do my Girlfriend call me that? is it because i am such a bore... cos thats what i feel towards 94.2 too... or is it becos i nag and grumble... like some old-y... just like an old radio station that appeal to the older ones.... haiyah... i feel so sad... and old...

I was breaking down the cost of marriage to the daily expenses... not sumthing very rosy man... marriage is expensive... and getting engaged makes it even more expensive... if i were to earn a fortunate $2400/mth, i will only have $5 to spend per day.... all in the name of saving money to get married in 1 year after graduation... tough luck eh? what to do.... i cant remain single all my life... and being gay is out of the "procreation" cycle... ok... no pint worrying... just something to keep in mind...

I had a great time at Mr and Mrs Smith... Training was tough too... at least the initial part... i have more training 2moro in the morning... so tired... but this is the last stretch... must go all out... pls come and support...

I just remebered that there was once i got slapped... when i was laughing... haha... a hurt and hurt situation... thanks ah GIRL... I'll remember that sudden slap in the moment of joy... haiyah... i was just so funny that i got slapped... nvm...

dreams.....
Fast souped up car....
Cosy house....
Kids....
Wife....
All the alpha male gadgets, home theater, XBOX, Flat screen TV, ZODIAC....
I want them all too!!!!!

Ngee Ann... Fuctup planners... Wait till you go NS..

fuck fuck fuck.... i tell you man... these NP ppl are really bad planners.... they really sit on the planning of the tournament.. then make all kind of decisions last minutes... we had training last night... ate and lughed it all out at KFC.. it had been understood that the IVP will be held only on saturdays... this was made known during the weigh in... then President got a call, at 10 plus, saying that they will amend some rules about GANDA and TUNGGAL.. ok it does not concern us.. but i pity the teams that must make adjustments last minutes.. the fucking comp is this saturday!!!...

we had training again this morning.. Warung Wak Ilyas said it was the best one that we've done... i was proud.. we were proud... we wanted that medal so much... no bronze pls...

i made my trip to JOO CHIAT... together with my mom, my sis and her 2 devilish kids... haha.. boys will be boys... and they will be treated like boys too... by the CHIEF BOY...

ok back to the fuckers... they had just informed us that the competition will still go on even on subday... fuckers.... what a shock for all of us.... cos we already set our mind to fight in a week's time... fuck all of them... i bet everyone wants to kill the organisers...

i pity my tembamz... she cancelled her plans with the girls to support me for the seni on saturday... had planned for outz with cousins on sunday morning... then i called about the sunday fight... now she have to cancel or re-plan the sunday outing... all thanks to the NP fuckers....

darwis* we're still bros out of the ring.. but in the ring, things will be different... all the best bro...

/ I lack Enthusiasm... Fuctup Situation.... /

What a Fucking Coincidence...

Fuctup.... that's what i feel of the current situation.... the balloting was today... and there's good and bad news... good news is that regu has no other teams competing except NTU, NUS & ITE... so we will definitely bring back a medal... ok now the Fucking bad news.... I have to fight, of all people, MY OWN TEAM-MATE.... fuck... this is unfair... NTU will have a slimmer chance to win.. come on man... its the prelims nd im fighting Dawis 'Screw'... haiyah.. your teammate knows your weaknesses and your strength... an how to i hurt my own bro.. fuck... i hate this situation... but what the heck.. everyman for himself... just a bad situation....

ok... i had my weigh in in the morning at Ngee Ann... the place is fucking hot... and i weigh 62.8kg... i feel fit... haha... hen we made our way to Al-Amin... ate like as though we won the championship man... haha.. all of us were so not in the 'zone' to go for training... we did all we could to avoid it... but after a scolding from the pres, we all went for training... the training was tough as usual...

Me, "screw" and Jepun chilled at Liat towers... We met Keling Sagaff... and then we walked and walked to starbucks... then to coffe bean... haha... Jepun gave me and Butohman a treat... man, we were so full... and not forgetting the clarification with the manager over the discount card... hah.. and the indian really is not satisfied over the transaction...

we chilled again at McCafe Lido.. Jepun's friends came over and they did some bitching... and some guys too, some selenge and quiet guys... saw pekjal there... he really slimmed down.. must be the exercises he claimed... haha

*ana Nge* dun let out OUR secret to others ha.....

"Oh where oh where can my Baby be"

There she goes again

haiyah... you returned and now you're leaving again... i feel so lonely... i hope you take care of yourself... and IF ANYBODY DARE TO BE FUNNY WITH YOU, I'LL MAKE SURE I KILL THEM.... just some threat from a jealous boyfriend.... anyway, lets move on to my Personal space now....

I was driving from changi village to home... there's this taxi.. drives at 90km/hr.. then occupy the right-most lane... fucker man.. when i want to overtake on the left, he speeds up... then when i get behind him, he returns to 90km/hr... fucker right... drivers and riders, if you're slow.. do give way to those you are on the rush or seeking the rush of speeding... they wont bother you and you dont bother them... easy right... what do you get from preventing speedsters from overtaking... YOUR BALLS GET BIGGER ISSIT?! fuckers... and riders, pls do occupy the centre of the lane... not the in between of 2 lanes... dont you deserve the whole lane... why must you degrade to the centre of 2 lanes... it prevents drivers from overtaking safely... cos you guys sway to both sides.. haiyah.. if we overtake, then they call us dangerous drivers... bloody BAstards....

one more thing, i lost 4 kilos... 3 kg over5 days... and another kilo today... i'm getting scared man.. losing weigh like crazy... must be the trainings... haha... im really on the "silat Slimming Program".... haha... had 2 seni trainings just now, at 1030 and 1430... damn bloody tired... 2moro's weigh in... i ate 3 pieces of fried chicken to stablilise my weight just now... haha.. and 2 cans of vanilla coke... soft drink taste so good after a few weeks of plain water... its like a sin to drink that... but what the FUCK... i deserve it cos im losing too much weight...

ok see you... waiting for my girl's call... before she heads of to Gunung Ledang.. that fit Girl... I'm proud of her.. i hope the heavy bag will now make her any shorter... haha... miss her so much...

Humpty Dumpty

Those bloody Fuckers... four fifty man sluts... hahha... i'm happy today...

1. completed my exam.. wrote 8 pages worth of essay.. within 2 hours... it was like a handwriting marathon... i just blurted out evrything i could remember... i hope that will impress bobby... haha...
2. applied for a valet job... not too good... the pay is $4.50/hr.. fuctup right? but what the heck... there is tips, im allowed to pray, and food will be covered... not too bad for a job to enjoy the thrill of driving other cars... we'll see how we fare in the trials, maybe this wed...
3. ate at sakura city hall... haha... we had a $4.50 conversation... Boyan D'cakes is worth $4.50, Kambing is worth $1.99... you guys need to work out... maybe your salary would increase more... haha
4. results for design stream is 2moro... scared... i leave it all to the Almighty...
5. My sweetheart's coming back 2moro... and i desperately miss her... Yeah...
6. Wireless broedband will be installed 2moro too.... yahoo... good riddance to all this problematic connection fucks....
7. Shpunked..... verb, noun, adverb and adjective.... mamak and me are not too bad in the command of this word....
8. i gave the technicals of marriage a good thought... more of, i was thinking of how much to save and how much to spend... in 1 year, saving 25K will leave me only $300 a month for evrything else... maybe there is an alternative... more accounting to do...
9. I DIDNT skip... fuck... im going to be overweight again... weighing in is this sun... Must saty in class D...
10. getting me well deserved sleep... goodnightz....

Oh yah... she calls me that, her parents call me that, and now my friends gave me another nick..... those creative blood sucking fuckers.... I look like a TELUR with this mohawk hair... and voila! NOW IM HUMPTY DUMPTY... fuckers...

*Butohman... CHa-yang Sha-his-DAH.... hahahaha.....

oh shit... my exams are 2moro

fuck... my "appreciation of visual Arts" exam is 2moro... and i am so in deep shit... i did nothing... nothing... for this exams... just read the readings once through... thats it... fucker... and i just completed my essay and presentation...

got something to say... fahmi is a bastard... he is going to give so much negative comments... he's just waiting for the right time and for him to sign up for blogger... sial...

anway... i had a good time yesterday at johor... took some pics.. but they are not with me yet..with ashri... haha... nice bowling though... that ruzee girl is such a fake... haha... so much for "dunno how to play" hahah...

ok got to go back to my readings now... see you fuckers...

just a pic to see how much i've slimmed down... i think i'll grow fat after the comp. haha... then this wll be my "after" picture in the silat "slimming program"... five more days of stretching and half hour skipping sessions... 

I inserted by Groin Guard into my top... It looked like a Breast.. i thot maybe I'd look sexy with breast... haha.. i enjoy put the groin guard on my face... shows how confident i am of my cleanliness(my family jewels of course) 

I'm rid of 1 burden

oh yes.... hahah.... i'm done with my fucking essay... this fuctup essay is really a burden... my shoulders were so heavy with them... and now its off.... i feel as though i have heavy breast to support using thinck shoulder straps... haha... its true, i feel like that... fuck analogy right...
i did it, all fucking 2500 words.. hahah... i knew this essay devil will die in this war that i waiting to fight it... and now its dead in the battle field... well, maybe its almost dead, cos i've not editted the essay yet...

but i'm not all happy... still got so many burdens on my shoulder, head, eyes, body, groin and everything else... i need to lose 1 kilo to stay in my category... fuck, can you believe it, skipping fr half hour everyday till saturday... haiyah... i've got an exam on wed, this fucking essay devil to hand in on wed too... i need to strech my legs wider... i feel like a slut man... with a beer bottle in my ass... stretch and stretch... now so loose already... fucking slut..

anyway, just to tell you of my life threatening experience... 3 people were forcing me to stretch these legs. 2 pulling each leg apart. 1 pushing my body down... not that its enough, i had a person as heavy as i am standing on my legs when they are crossed with soles together... haiyah... the horror... haha...

I miss my tembamz badly... feel so lonely... no one to call.. no one to msg... no one to hear me out... i really miss her... comeback quick... i need you in my life!!!

the beautiful sky, coconut tree, and the tent.. man in touch with nature. nature at its finest weather.. 

My Thoughts

I'm a hypocite,
Hates the relationships in life,
and yet enjoys my relationship with everyone,
hates the good things in society,
and yet enjoy being the bad one in society,
hates baing optimistic and the people who are,
enjoys consoling people to look things on the bright side.

Fuck, the rigours of being a libra.
Balanced and yet Unbalanced.
Happy and cheerful when the scales are equal.
Dark and pessimistic when the scales are uneven.

i enjoy looking at the society from a very cynical point of view.


Boltzmann.
the Brilliant Scientist.
The depressed Scientist.
He hung himself on the same apple tree that newton sat under.

Finally I get the NET...

ok.... i've not blogged for like ages.... and fuck... i blame this modem shit man... and soething is really fucking wrong with my booger wooger... i used to be abole to steal some wireless internet connection... but not anymore.... and i got my assignments to do, my results to check... fucktup... ok... i just blogging just to make an entry... cos i got so much to write about.... just that i do not have the time for it now.... got to start on my assignment now... tata... 2500 words here i come and produce you....