okay, hostel 2, bitches.

know more abt the movie by, www.hostel2.com

or even better, try the game

a scream from that bitch killed thousands of my dendrites.

currently listening to:
Heat It Up - Bubba Sparxxx
(this song couldnt be found full in now faggy imeem.com)

anyways err.. i got alot of things to mention but its like im having some kinda writers's block... and im currently workin on my artefact. its so gonna dig ass.

so, okay, ill just shoot random thoughts through bloggin while i let my tool friends pays attention to The Incredibles in Disney Channel:

its been awhile since i updated the blog music. THIS SONG IS HILARIOUS!!

i suggest that everyone should try Dr. Pepper diet root beer.
the drink called Anything and Whatever is plain silly, but its good marketing strategy.
Made in Singapore, yo.

im goin 7-eleven. want any drinks?

err okay, you could just get me anything or whatever but not those drinks that named Anything or Whatever..

im drinking tea regularly. daily. 'meal-ly' its becoming a staple. this is due to my moms ambition to be more "London-like". but i told her, tea makes your teeth yellow.
and womens with a thick English-accent sounds very boss-like. but i think having an accent is an asset.

and im eating more chicken luncheon meat. the kind thats sold in canned form. its nice because when its heated, the salt residue makes it taste and smell like dog/cat food.

im becoming more bossy at home now. its like as if im injured or something, and at most time, im immobile, and ill order someone at home to get me some of my job done for me.. say for example, calling someone outside my room, to adjust the air-con or light switches for me, and run an errand for me, and remove the rubbish from my room.. its like im having indonesian maids as my family members. sloth at another level.

and i was having a thought, and i was sure if i would be disabled, or wheelchair bound, i wouldnt be like those awful handicapped peoples, who tell everyone how 'abled' they are, instead, i would groan, moan or squeal for attention and help. you know... like highlight my disablility.

a 1995 Nissan Silvia K is a good car.

arcade racing is fun. maximum tune, battle gear 3. its so gonna be a fad, but wth, its fun. and i cant wait for my drivers license test on late sept.

vera is hot.

im gonna watch Hostel 2 later. its so gonna own.

ill post pics of the cool parts later.

oooh. and i got laid last weekend.
huhuh...


i missed syirr


i dont see a point of having a person by your side like say a girlfriend or boyfriend when your 17-20, because in this period of time when you have to be most selfish and wallet.

was thinking if sylvester stallone would act in a Rambo spin-off movie, Despo 2.

joveina uses that word, 'despo'. whoever uses shitty short forms like that, deserves to be a complete celibate forever or get ran over by a double decker SBS bus.. its just plain dumb.

and same goes for acronym like TTM(think too much) and LC(low class). it pained me. its like:

oh, and dont be an MRT, can?

huh!?

i became semi paralysed and my mouth foamed when i found out what that meant. (mentally really toot) .

i cant wait for time to move. cooler shit would take place later, and like im studying.. and im feeling alot smarter now that i could easily mentally manipulate a standard typical singaporean anytime.

and if time moves on, ill get a computer, and i could post a more intelligent one than this and google everything on anything im unsure with.. and i predict that by 2020, it'll bring a nostalgic
feeling whenever im feeling clueless.

oh i got the best compliment and treatment from my thai classmate, sompolpong. its like whatever i say is wise and everything i do is chic to her.

the full moon is staring at me. now.

be right back.

when life gives you a lemon, make lemonades.

ohey!! my good old blogger!

its been awhile since ive updated.. har har har.. i think im depressing frequent visitors by not updating. that rude/bad/evil/damn basterd sia/sucks to my religious readers. oh, btw, im talking to VERA now.. believe it or not. (shes loookin immaculately hot now) haha

its been awhile since i seen my fellow former classmates.. it seems like we are drifting apart, hard.

okay, think happystuff!!
summarised point form of my tragic recent happenins

.its a beautiful life
.pumped more pumped
.i got pretty scary results for the exam
.drawn alot more than i everything drawn before combined, multiplied
.the ecp trip was a blarst
.cool man. eh, dont noob le. ATTP sia.
.samantha can read minds
.love:nadzirah rareoccurence:me

love says:
arium consulting and services.kinda cool lah 3 times a week.And the certificate is known in SG and in America..
love says:
do you know what subject im taking?
- rareoccurence says:
marriage??
- rareoccurence says:
image??
love says:
psychology

.im using ppls comp now, comp still fucked
.i needa study
.i cant think of any other song for my blog. i need suggestions
.im so cool
.i got alot of things to do
.bye

keep your eye shut and your mind wide open, dark master!.

Suck it!! woot, another computer victim available for me to err... blog on.

i recommend yall to watch the bridge to terabithia.. it kicks major ass. -ish,.

haha at least its gazillion-fold better than high school musical in every other ways..

anyways, tomorrow ill be havin CME exam.. like wtf.. tell me, tell me, which school! which school? got C to the M to the E - as an exam subject.

and omg, i cant believe imeem.com is giving only 30-seconds music sample from now on.

this sucks.

anyways, im using a comp that almost everyone is prohibited from using,.. and its none other than mr inuyahyusgderfanmgldsng's computer. which i find rather gay using it.. damn gay yooo..

also, he got shit loads of ancient pics of goood ol' 2006 which i think is worth uploadin and mentionin.

its sooo way back yaw:

the bling shirt
faggiest picture of me taken EVER.

uncle sam
damn it the tongue!! how did i get that tongue!

miss low's wedding.

and stuff..

blah, need computers!! other computers to use, so that i could like update. huhuh..

i wish someone would give me a notebook.
not a personal laptop notebook, but i just want a simple exercise-book-sized notebok, with no lines, so that i could like use it as a journal(since i hardly have a computer and stuff) and scribble. in fact, more scribble than journal. i need it for emo purposes, and as a portfolio-ish tool for admittance to any art school just like syirr (a waste that i didnt do so for the past years, because keeping drawing from my point of view, is quite a burden). but im gonna enrol just like syirr herself.. and i need scholarship from the stupid current school. because im getting broke and all, so i would kinda like lavishly reward that person who would get it for me..

a simple line-less notebook.

she said that joveina is huhuh..

thats me somewhere at clark quay or something. its high definition stuff. 9-megapix. click to zoom. to see my invisible radioactive pecs.

im using my uncles comp this time. i feel like a robber.and thats the only pic upload from me for quite sometime..

forgot to bring my cam. ain't that a bummer. anyways got a big ass amount of pic uploads, which includes the boxing match pics. he lost the match. wahlanneh. why?? cos he did the complete opposite of my concise theories of war. i know the art of war and war of art. and i had the war of fart just now with my uncle after an intensive session of egg roti pratas consumption. hahaha..

dammit. got alot more to say, but hopefully i could post more on the next comp.. bye bitches.

vista'ed

okay, im using other people's computer to update my blog. becomin some kind of a frickin habit. but i love it.. im usin my hot cousin's lappy now. its like updated high end with windows vista and lenovo and stuff. just like samantha's lappy i think. and my cousins cup size is a real double D. she told me. like uh.. okay... but its quite something to brag about considering that shes skinny as J. neh-my. cousinly love is kinda like incest if you ask me, and it is, youll get down syndrome kids as a result, so yea. dont. huhuh..


huhuh.. oh yeah, im getting a computer soon, its gonna be like some dual-graphic card shit, with dual watercooled, duo-core and its gonna be so duo awesome just like my duo nuts.. its gonna be the fastest graphic PC around.
i loathe computers specifically tuned for computer games. peeps like nerds and geeks would find that ideal for their PC cos the only thing important that they could do in their comp is games, porn movies and games.. lifeless. if i were to have a comp, it'll only be used for wiki, work, graphic design, chat, life, blog and nothing much else i guess. sounds sissy and a little sad., but compared to utilising the comp just to play games with other guys and masturbation. that sounds a tad bit deprived.

anyways, there's once too many bummer scenarios happening to me nowadays, i dont know if its bad luck or something, but maybe God is like tryin to drive me away from them as near-death incidents takes place as much of the same rate too. yea, my grammar is in fact suckifying, so by reading more, i think it'll somehow polish them back to literary shine-dom.

dickard. anyways im gonna headd to watch a boxing match in kampong glam CC right about now, so, if im lucky, ill meet nicki there or jin fong getting knocked out in the second round.
hopefully, i could like upload them pics soon. prolly it wont happen so soon.
consider your self lucky if you even see a few line of words posted here. for now.

uh, once i get my new comp, ill update more, i got alot of things to tell. like always. but never did.