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Was tagged from Facebook.


Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you!



Lanjiao, 25 people. I'm not gona tag anyone.
And I hate facebook, so I'm putting it here.


1. I hate people who are either over-confident in the way they do things or acting as if they know everything, but know nothing literally.

2. I got really drunk 3 times in my life, all which happened in the same year. 2006.

3. I seldom stay at home.

4. I'm started playing video games since I was 6 or 7 years old, Does "Micro Genius" ring a bell?

5. My computer is as fucked up as my wireless connection. I need a new comp.

6. I sleep at 5am, wakes up earliest at 11am. I'm nocturnal.

7. I do things based on how I feel and think. Most of them turned out good for the majority.

8. I lead the pack. I have no idea why.

9. I started smoking since I was 14.

10. I'm love my family and my friends more than my self esteem.

11. Never ever step on my tail or cross the line, I'll get you.

12. I'm running out of ideas.

13. I don't wana continue writing this shit anymore.

14. Yea. Here's 25.

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25. I love my life.



Bye.

Valentine 2009

Sucks wei!

I'm spending it alone this year. "Literally"

At least I have friends to hang out with, at where you ask?
Well....


Murni, SS2.

Sad, isn't it. Spending my Valentine this year at some famous Mamak where tons of workers rush around never caring about what you want, with the cramp spaces, loud noises and empty dishes.

At least Decanter was ok, I got to drink!

Sadly, that place has to close early, muthafuckers.
I was just getting into the happening period.


Neways, Another song by MC.Mong.



Some scenes from the MV.










Fuckin talented fella.
Take note of the stomping. Imba shit.




Bah, Can't wait for next week.
Clubbing ON AH ON!!!

I love you, Oh Thank you.

Great song by MC Mong.



It has a very deep meaning to it.


Neways, Tomoro will be meeting up with da peeps from UCPro in 1U, having lunch together.

Added back the chatbox function, Lol. December 2008.
Ciaoz.

A short but meaningful [with this song attached] post. Hah.

Fuck You!

Nah, I'm not angry or anything, it's a new game i learned yesterday on drinking.
over 20 cans of Carlsberg gone in a 30 minute session with 7 peeps. This game is deadly if whiskey is involved. Lol.

Was still sick yesterday, but went over to Kian's open house neways.
Ate abit, gambled abit, then the heat started.
Fuck you is commencing!

Hard to explain here though, basically anyone who got fucked has to drink, and whoever has the same cards can save the one being fucked, and fuck someone else.

But beware, if you're being aimed, you're dead.
You get fucked every round, you're gonna have a though time getting home.

PS : Beer is good! Fever recovered!

So, Fuck you.

Ciaoz.

Sick.

Having fever and severe stomach aches since yesterday.
I hope it's nothing serious.
Cold sweat and constant chest pains are killing me.

I'm aiming to fatten up before my 21st and yet now they do this to me, getting me sick ain't gonna give me fats man.

Dammit.

I need TIPS on HOW TO FREAKIN GET FAT.
Then I can build up my muscles, and thus get a tattoo.

I'm getting a dragon, a full back one most probably, with my name in the middle.
Hell yeah.

Over

Well, CNY is kinda over for 2009.

Having ups and downs with my money since CnY started.
Gambling is bad, but winning is good. Hah!

PS : Nope, I lost. A alot to be exact.


Sigh sigh sigh, Now I'm beginning to plan for my 21st bday party.
Was thinking of getting a tattoo on my arm/back for my 21st.
But still haven't gotten any idea on what should I get.

A dragon on my back.
My name in chinese on my arm/back looks kinda cool.
Some tribal design on my arm.
A cross with the letter K in the middle.

Hmm.. Suggestions please?

Neways, enjoy the video I attached below.
It's a lesson for you bastards out there who cant fucking sing and the punishment is you'll end up famous on the internet like this korean dude.






"Coz if you run your mother break a bottle sicker run day boo"

"Rape me in my thighs"

"I want you to caress me like a tropical priest"



LMAO AHAHA!
Ciaoz!

Sins.

Greed:	High
Gluttony:	High
Wrath:	Medium
Sloth:	Medium
Envy:	High
Lust:	High
Pride:	High

Bah fuck it.
Im a sinner and I'll go to hell when I die.
Nuff said.

Karangan Terbaik UPSR 2007

Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.

Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.

Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.

Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia! pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting Highlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.

Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.

Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.

Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.


Stole it from Su Ann's blog.

12 year old kids these days wish everybody was dead.
Aha!

Happy Chinese New Year

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR PEEPS!!




I Raked in 1,500 in winnings. WOOOT.


[ 900 from my previous losses though ]


Green Label + A table of hardcore gamblers + Lots of cigarettes and noise sure make Chinese New Year less boring this year.

Random

Blood is red.
Me is god.

Who Am I?

Have you often wondered what's the real purpose that you live for?

Survival of the fittest?
Enjoying life's greatest pleasures and moments?
Live, Breed, Die?

We are the most intelligent beings in this world, on planet Earth, but things which are far more stupid can be done by humans which mere beasts of the wild will not even do.

Killing of their own kind.
Enjoy at the suffering of others.
Being a two faced son of a bitch when talking to two different people of different hierarchical backgrounds.

A facade.
A mask, which you choose to wear everyday on different people you meet.

I know I do.
I have no purpose in life. yet.
Nothing that can comprehend my sufferings as a mere mortal, nor the mistakes I made in my entire breathing life but yet, every time I think of how deeply wounded I am, I came to see friends, people, who are having times worst than mine.

Is it karma?
Is it god's way of letting me know that there are people out there who are far less fortunate that I am?
Should I lend a helping hand? How do I help? I'm nobody.

I'm being random again today. Do forgive me.

Bimbo

I'm just fuckin pissed at girls who "when they know they fucking answer" , they act as if they have no idea and then accidentally spilling out half of the answer then say "oh, that's not it. nevermind".

At least I wouldn't have gone through all the fucking trouble, no?

Freakin hell! BURAWHGHAH!!! I'm lost in words.

Patience has its limitations.
Be glad you're born a girl or I would have skin you alive and called your mother telling her that you got gang-raped by a group of homosexual wrestlers near Chow kit.

Handling bimbos ain't for me. It's for people who either have godly level patience or just as blur shit as one.


Fuck.
Let me recall another incident.

A : "I'm hungry"
Me : "Hmm. Let's go Hartamas then, since it's nearby and Jalan Kuching is obviously jammed"

*Note : I was stuck in a traffic jam with her during that time*

A : "But I feel like having DimSum"
Me : "Jalan Ipoh then, it's still nearby"
A : "But dimsum not filling enough, Let's go Damansara! They have lots of hawker stall there"
Me : "But I just fetched you from PJ, Why didn't tell me earlier? Aiyo.. I U-turn in front la"
A : "Har? Go back PJ like very far hor. Let's go genting, I'm not very hungry anyways"
Me : "Genting more far lo..."
A : "Like dat ah... You drive first lo. I think"

*After 10 minutes in the fucking traffic jam and passing the Roundabout at Jalan Duta*

A : "I very hungry already! Jalan Ipoh la ok?"
Me : "Why didn't say so earlier?! I missed the roundabout already"
A : "Then Damansara lo.."
Me : "....."
A : "Far ah? K la k la.. Hartamas la."

FUCKING HELL!!!! THAT'S THE PLACE I SUGGESTED, NO?!

OWH MAY GAWD.

2009

Hey peeps.

New year's finally here. [I know I'm kinda late, sorry bout that.]

Happy New year 2009!

I'll write about my new year resolution when I'm free.

Bim Bab Bop

Ignore the random and gay title.
I don't know what else to have as a title for it's sucking up my brain-juice just to think of it. It's just a freakin post dammit, why fluster over a mere petty title? shush.



Neways, Having LOTS of sober periods coming up. 27, which is tomorrow, a friend of mine punya friend is coming up from Singapore, and I have to go social social. You know la~ Improve networking ma.. I'm thinking of Beer. Lots of beer. Haven't been having beer intake recently.

29, Mum's birthday. 10 tables or more, Fine Dining [Chinese Style] probably. I'm looking forward to my uncle's collection of Red and White wine to wash down those oily food.

30, Friend's birthday. MOS anyone? Though it's not confirm which club he'll go to. 12 bottles of Chivas? Maybe? Hah. Drink, Drank, Drunk session.

31st, Booyah, New Year's eve. BBQ at my cousin's place then another dose of happiness with sexy babes, uber imba bass, and yes, alcohol.


Boy, I'm either gonna die of Lung Cancer or Liver Failure when I grow old. Bah, That's life. At least I have something to boast about when I grow old by not wasting my early teen life working my ass off to earn money.

Having hypocritical thoughts?
Save it. I'm me, You're you. So dun freakin step over the line by lecturing me.

Signing off. Having meeting.

25th December 2008.

I'm kinda spending Christmas alone this year, excluding the late night partying, alcohol consumption and cigarette intakes with friends.

What I meant was alone in a relationship term. It's kinda sad though, when you see couples walking down the streets, hands around their waist, humming the Christmas carol. It's sweet for them, god bless. But it makes me feel so left out in this solace of love.

I hope someone out there who suits my preference is there.

Merry Christmas.