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whats wrong with blogger...
k i know i dont have much readers or some random people like zaleha (rofl) or mysterious untagging guys.

but lol. now i know how to be a freaking famous blogger.

firstly : BE CONTROVERSIAL!

let your tagboard be flooded by random people who reads your blog and start spreading it around as your blog stirs up the netizens.
really.you'll get hit jumps.

secondly: if you're a girl and is a rich bitch, BLOG ABOUT YOUR BITCHY LIFE!

yeah.i notice that girls who are superficial/materialistic so-super-whatever are "cool".

well,it makes other girls hate them calling them "fucking spoil bitch" and they get super orgasms by that.they just enjoy and say "you are jealous".

flaunting their photos,LVs and Guccis they own, life revolving around their "darlings",cool kan?

haha.i am known to have narrow views. but but but,i got one thought about one thing.

anti-minah girls i see right....wah.they are nearly the same type of people. except they are not the "minah" super "minah" like the ones put KecHqz or MamPatz in their name and mix around with fuckedup mats.

but somehow....i dont know.i hate them too. they are too contradicting. i hate them and how they view life. they are not as low-class as those minahs but hold on,i dont even know what im talking about.

ah just say i joined this anti-minahs and kenings group and the only thing seperates this two is their kenings. i think. rofl. oh,maybe their typing styles. hhahaahhahahahahahhaa.

(note: i dontknow how to define what the fuck im talking about butbutbut not all anti-minahs i see are the ones i dont like.lol)

im bored. =/

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see next sem how how how how. walaowei. motherfatheruncleauntie.

dear olevel takers,if you want to know superduper early what course to take,i give you advice.

dont take up diploma in Chemical Engineering.

serious.

unless you love maths and can handle stress.

muahhahah so many maths calculations and theory reports.

chem eng ftw!

i think i graduate with gpa 2.5 happy kthxbai.


OO YES I WANT TO ADD ONE MORE THING.

I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING PAID ATTACHMENT IN THIS COURSE!

ALL I GET IN 2ND YEAR IS FUCKING TRAINING IN CHEMICAL PROCESS TRAINING CENTRE AT JURONG ISLAND. NO PAY NO ALLOWANCE!

WHAT THE FUCK FUCK FUCKZ FUCKZ FUCKZ FUCKY FUCK FUCK!
(all i get is to use walkie talkie yay wtf)

AND I HAVE TO REPORT FOR TRAINING AT CPTC AT 8AM MEANS I HAVE TO LEAVE HOUSE 630 AM EVERYDAY AND NO MONEY LEHXZ WALAOWEI JEEBAI FUCK!

THIS ALL HAPPENING 2ND YEAR FIRST SEMESTRAL BREAK BUT TIME FLY SOOOOO FAST I ALREADY FEEL LIKE SHIT HEAR THIS
6 FUCKIN WEEKS!

ARGGHGHHSDFHSHDFAFAH BLOGGER FUCKING SPOIL!

IF NOT EVERYTHING HERE IS READ COLOUR AND BIG FONT SIZE LARGE EXTREME WHAHAHHAHHXZHZHZHZH STUPID COURSE!

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sometimes i feel that i'm now going through the most un-eventful times in my life.

except few days ago.but nah that is just me and my sensitive over-reaction.

well,maybe i saw a today ducati monster at the school carpark but bigwhoop.

seeing eyecandies in school and not seeing them anymore is the usual thing.
joking with classmates (with my attempt to make jokes which i try so hard except fucking angmoh dick would sing "some people try so hard to make joke but isnt funny. timucin is so funny") is a usual thing.
slacking in class,reports piling up.

all seems so systematic.

no random stuffs like what secondary school is like.

haha.

look blogger doesnt even let me post pictures wtf man.

now i hear the mrt passing by my house.
i think about tomorrow's mrt journey.
dull like fuck.
seeing those corporate motherfuckers behaving shittyly.

rushing for seats,not moving.blahblahblah.

heck. im doing a report with my groupmate now.
so boring dull.
dche sucks like most of my classmates think.

wht to do. i dont even know whether if i change to aviation management and services in TP I would find it more interesting.

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if you wonder wht to buy for me then here is a list damn it

-ipod touch 16gb
-time machine (reversal feature enough)
-manchester united
-kaos kommand 696 album
-lamborghini gallardo
-KTM motocross edition


im just fuckin bored damnit

crazy fuckers.

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so today...played street soccer with mat,dan,george,nafly,iz and govind.

at the usual 300+ court....
one thing that freaks me out on tht court is the present of weirdos....

i mean seriously crazy fucks.

hopefully they don't come across this blog lol.

well...when i came there...there was this guy.a guy who thinks im his long-time pal.

convo was in malay so i translate:

crazy guy: "eh!long time never see you here! what happen to your hair! alley cats ah?! 80's style pe?"

me:"uhh,my hair natural.i nowadays busy"

guy: " oh.hair nice!"

me: mumbles "thanks"

guy:"wahh action pe?" (probably didnt hear what i said)

me:"thanks" waving my fuckign hand at him.

and the guy...lol.loves to touch people's butt.

touch dan's,govind's,george's.

and another fella.younger than us.also i think smth wrong.
he played keeper for my team ah.
then he played good uh in my opinion.
so i went to him and said "baik uh keeper"

somehow,he responded to me "eh you know iman?"

wtf? i said no.
that guy still unconvinced.

"you dont know iman?you sure not?"

"yes."

then like when i was watching the game,i turned around and there he was walking with me doing a licking action with his tongue. (whoops,isn't it clear he was using his tongue.LOL)

i froze.
WHAT THE FUCK?

i swear i dont know what the fuck he did that for.
he just keep licking air while walking towards me.

then he said "your hair nice uh!"

then he proceeded by touching my hair like he was my fucking friend.
HE TOUCHED MY FUCKING HAIR! WITH BOTH HIS HANDS!

WHAT THE FUCKIN FUCK?

I could have sworn i felt like saying "EH CHEEBAI WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO TOUCH MY HAIR?I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU AND THERE YOU GO TOUCHING MY HAIR!"

what the hell...

The wonderful Mass Rapid Transit

=O
Well...today was quite a day.

Let me start off what happened in the morning,on my usual boring trip to SP...I was late for school today.But hell, the lesson I'm gonna be late is that old gay lecturer tutorial.

As usual...I boarded the Pasir Ris-bound MRT so that I would'nt have to crossover in the Jurong East MRT Station...well...it was a fucking seatless train so I did'nt get to seat.

So I stood. Duh.

Then as usual...after Yew Tee station, you have to squeeze your asses like sardines. With the usual MRT staff trying to move those pesky selfish commuters "Please move to the centre!" etc.

I stood facing the door where the door won't open except at Dover station. Then there was this Chinese old hag bitch stood exactcly infront of that door uh.

The thing is...she stood like a distance away from that fucking door. Like...50-60 cm away. Like that door got H1N1 like that sial. It irritates me cause I standing behind her. Fuck I don't wanna say more what else pissed me off because of her. You can imagine right. K.

I felt like saying "Eh old hag with thin moustache! Can you move front abit not? Cheebai selfish bitch!" Smack her with the laptop I was holding against the fucking door. Lol.

Then...also something weird happen. When the train was approaching J.E station,there was this announcement. Err...I don't remember clearly but "This train will be crossing over to the middle track soon. Please grab hold to the handrails for your safety"

I was like "FUCK!AT KHATIB I SAW THE DISPLAY STATING THAT THIS TRAIN IS THE PASIR RIS ONE! CHEEBAI KIMEK PALABUTO!"

Then...there was also the announcement that says the train is gonna terminate at that station.

But lol. It did'nt crossover. It did'nt end the trip at j.e station. Lol.

Also...in MIP class. I had fun. Well,disgusted at the same time also. lol. reading freaky emails with disturbing pictures...going to a damn cool blog (i'm not gonna post the link here as some of the blog content are seriously wrong.lol) and also laughing my ass off with my classmates by typing nonsensical websites and see whether they exists. hahahahaha.

Ok,that's it for today. Ciaos!

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mst week.
hmm...maybe i will at least pass 4 out of 6 modules...i guess?

ok i have posted a long post...but it does'nt matter.

if the person want to forget....let it be...it fucking doesn't matter.for fuck i care right?

lol.
k really want study
bye