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Monday, May 26, 2008


HAHA! I changed my blog song again!
enjoy :D

It's about the nights we spent
locked up inside your room
it's about the morning breaking
always just a bit too soon
it's about the way you're scared
baby, just maybe I'm aware
this is what you need 'cause

every time you walk in the room
can't help myself
i wanna be with you
hit the mic, a quick check
one, two singing out my lungs
just to reach you
I'm alive
and I keep my cool one more time
and you just keep on walking by

I take a day to tell myself
It's gonna end up fine
it's all part of some master plan
we're all a little lost inside
even if i run right now
swore you off
I'd still come back somehow
and here I am now

every time you walk in the room
can't help myself
i wanna be with you
hit the mic, a quick check
one, two singing out my lungs
just to reach you
I'm alive
and I keep my cool one more time
and you just keep on walking by

I take a day to soak you in
for a while
I'm hanging on the best I can
let go
cause maybeif I felt it once
Then I could somehow feel it again

every time you walk in the room
can't help myself
i wanna be with you
hit the mic, a quick check
one, two singing out my lungs
just to reach you
I'm alive
and I keep my cool one more time
and you just keep on walking by

7:50 PM

Thursday, May 15, 2008


girl : why guys so 'se' ar, keep looking at girls.

Me: -.- It's not 'se'. We (most guys) are born this way wad, at least we know we're straight.

girl : ......

Me : They dress up till so nice of cuz wanna attract ppl ma, so when we looked at them,
they know that their effort not gone to waste! :x


Don expect me to be a nerd, telling ppl that books are my wives.
Don expect me to be a com freak, playing rpg all day long, boasting bout my new online gf.

HAHA. am i right?


I tink i've wasted 2 years(not counting this year) for studying smth that i doesn't like.
Good prospect but ive no interest in it.
IF ONLY i didnt flunk my O's.....

Basically, i've been slacking for the past 12 years.
happy go lucky; last minute rush; doing nonsenstical stuff.

I'll be 20 next year, a new milestone and a new haircut -.-
I'm so NOT LOOKING FORWAD to it.

My aunty asked me, 'sometimes i wonder why is there a need for our existence.'
Ive no freaking idea. Its just a cycle.
Eat, work, sleep, shit, sex.

9:43 PM

Monday, May 12, 2008


hohoho!
i changed my blog song! im in love with Faber Drive!. :D
YES. The TSO had disabled the internet connection in our lab.
GREAT. So we have valid reason for sneaking out! HAHA

Its the 4th week of our major project and we are still slacking like
nobody's business. I seriously hate programming and
we're gonna meet our ''MOTHER'' tml.
CAN ANYONE HELP MI WITH 'C' PROGRAMMING?
microcontroller sucks big time.
Last week i went ITAS canteen, i had a craving for prata
so i decided to order.

me: Aunty, got prata?

Aunty: Got. instant wan lor.

me: -.- er.. okay. give mi 2 kosong prata.

*after 5-10min
Aunty: boy, ur 1 kosong 1 egg right?.
Being Mr. nice i said 'ya'
BUT I HATE EGG PRATA. After seeing de prata, i HATED IT EVEN MORE!
Basically instant prata don have egg de ma.
The joker aunty fried an egg and place it on top of the prata.
It looks like plaster prata. but sadly de yolk is half cooked.
After saying so much, HERES THE PICTURE! *pukes*



8:26 PM

Sunday, May 11, 2008





Its been some donkey weeeks since i update this pathetic blog

I shall summarise wad happen recently.
I sprained my ankle on labour day. oh great. now both of my ankle are injured.
And i played soccer few days back, and it WORSEN. Looks like 'te ka' now.




Attended jm birthday bbq last sat, the food is good.
Catch up with old frens.
i bought him a vodoo doll. HEH HEH.


Basically thats all, ive no life. MP-SIP SUCKS. ENDURE!


FOOOOD!! CAN U RESIST?



11:27 PM

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