first and foremost, i would like to credit both Mohd Rased bin Haji Said and Maimunah bte Haji Azis for bringing me into this world. 9 months and a few days. yes. thats a long time for someone to be carrying me in her womb. suffering. anxiety attack. yes. all that shits. thanx. for sticking through the bad and good. mom and dad. you are heaven-blessed.
i wore glasses since i was 9. 1995. yes. that was the year i got my first pair. i can't seem to remember the description. most probably gold rimmed. yes. i had class. had. before. not now. now i just settle for anything. anything that suits my face. yes. i'm ironic. and pretty contradictory at times. i can never settle for second best. i always never backs down without a fight. yes. i hate to lose. but if i have to, i would graciously step down. there you go. my ironicite is acting up. i know.
music wise. im pretty incline. yes. i can sing. i can dance. i can play instruments. though i'm a Jack of all trade, i'm not really that good. on an average level. i love to groove. alot. yes. but not always. and damn. i love to irritate my pals with my singing. its not really good and at times, pisses them off. yes. i'm Star's annoying voice. sarcasm use to be in my blood. have the tendency to just dish it out. anyone. anywhere. yes. cruel to the eye.
i hate my feelings. yes. them. that mix reaction. an attack of anxiety. the sad. the happy. the downright feeling of swimming in a pool of mud. nah. shit. dungs. yes. hate it. will come anytime. and it scares me. yes. cause i won't be sure of it. if i think i'm sad, i will not be. if i think i'm happy, i will not be. not be. will not be. contradiction. at times i just forget about it. yes. being ignorant. i know some people tend to have this philosophy. ignorance is bliss. i tried applying them. what does it do? zilch. nothing. yes. nothing. cause i'm drawn to it. yes. im a drawer. i love to eat that apple. that forbidden fruit we call temptation. at times i'm successful. yes. but most of the time? correct. one minute i'm telling myself no. and the next. what did i do? peeling off the skin.
i love to sleep. yes. anytime. anywhere. if i'm comfortable where i am. that's my mat. sleeping mat. to doze and in la la land. yes. i love it. my pals hate it. especially during the movies. yes, ladies and gentlemen. i slept in the cinema. no use hiding the fact. think about it. dark place. cooling atmosphere. no one to disturb. good movie. perfect. yes. the last few movies. with my friends. even with a girl beside me. i would just rest my elbow on the resting pad and with my palm on my cheek. i purchase the ticket. the announcement on the air. "All aboard! Next stop: La La Land!" take me away.

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Sunday, July 17, 2005

is it a wise move? to bang and hit my monitor? hmm. well, thats basically the first thing i did each time i switch on my com. yeaps. this sucka is acting up again. yes. again. it happens almost everytime i switch it on. no matter what i did. it will start to show this screen that you just wanna whack it nice. argh! i dont really know the main prob is. but all i noe, is that my sinus problem and my sneezing doesn't help much while i do those fucking things. argh!! damn u!!

werk was normal. nothing much happened. except for some smart-ass customers, and some really annoying ones. that just sums up my werking life. seeing oddballs buying all sorts of garbage that they don't really need. splurging on stuffs. not realizing the thickness of their wallets after a spree. yeaps. there are those who pays by cards and shits. envy those filthy, rich bastards. argh!!! besides my NETS ATM card, i wish to see my name on a different card for a change. those American Express, or that small credit card. tiny shits. argh.

here i am bitching bout this, and my object-oriented design test is upon me. one and half hours of it all. from 3pm. argh! dunnoe if i can crash my brain hard for this. hmm. at least i noe sum of it. hope it will make a difference. no matter how small it is. hehe. i hope i got a decent grade for this. i cant afford to retake this module again. arghhhhhh.

just read the newspaper today. can u imagine this people who turns up at Hong Mei's and Huang Na's funeral are just there for the money? i mean. not directly. but indirectly. numbers. yeaps. 4-Digits to be exact. tsk3. i hope my funeral will be a close-door affair. haha. that will be something. ahax.

damn those incredible tales advertisements!!!!!!!!!! shows up in the middle of the night!!! when i was chilling or making my bed, or worst, just channel surfing, it appears. yeaps. smack dab on the tv screen. the images are not that scary. but the sounds. argh!!!!!!! damn u channel 5!!!!!

contemplating on boycotting channel 5. who's with me?


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