It's not a fashion statement, it's a fucking deathwish.

I decided to get my ass back early a day at the college. Well, not my decision, though. I didn’t make the call. My dad did. My dad works on Sunday. Now I’m a day earlier. But hey! It ain’t that bad. Maybe I kinda need the extra time to straighten myself out.


It’s fucked up. I swear I do not make this shit up but it feels fucked up. No offence. It’s not you guys (KMBians). It’s just the place. AND. And I do not just blame the busy life of IB for it. Everything. Everything. I’m blaming every little thing that I screwed up. Well, perhaps anyone who screwed it up for me too.


A day earlier. It feels kinda nice, though. Alone in the block. I can do the naked itsy bitsy thingy. You know, running around without a single thread. Hey! It’s a free college! (Yeah, free, alright………………..


Anyhow, things that I should get excited for this sem is..
Ma cherie’s in the same college. I’ll be seeing her =D. Well, not that I have not been seeing her for long =p.

Other than that.. Herm.. Lemme see…








2nd Sem’s result? Oh no. Not excited. Fuck..



EE? Thank God I am able to do literature.










IAs…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..






Interviews. MOCK or whatever-youcallit.




………………………………………………………….Motherfucker…………………………………………………………………….


I’m a self-loather..








Oh yeah, Revenge Of The Fallen!?
Shit, that doesn’t count does it?
Herm..


OHANDDONTGETTOOOOOEXCITEDTHATYOUGOTINKMB.DONTGOALLFUCKING-WEE-IGOTINKMBHOWISITTHERE?SERIOUSLY,JUNIORS.
Because it’s



HIT









Typo. Sorry.

SHIT.

Come to think about it, I don’t hate this place. Well, I don’t. But there’s just something about it that really hurting me in the crotch.

You’re gonna be okay, Manul.

Whosoever mess with me, I’ll cut your balls, mash ‘em, boil ‘em, fry ‘em and feed ‘em to the lazy fatso guard who owes people lotsa money. He also claims that he saw 'pocong'. Pocong my ass.

Oh and please stop listening to Jonas Brothers. It makes our generation viewed as fags. Seriously. You’re better well listening to Elton John or George Michael. Well, Elton John’s kinda nice. Fuckyou I’m straight.

Cheerios.

Rest In Peace

Date: 2nd June 2009
Day: Badday
Time: 16:54:32
Location: Pantai Ma' Daerah

A great friend. A comrade. Always there when I'm down. Never fails to put me back on my feet. A sound from her could make me feel as happy as a bumbleebee. My eyes when I couldn't see, my light in the dark.

Songs that make you slit your wrist, songs that make you cry, songs that make you smile all night long, songs that make you believe, songs that make you seize the time, songs that make you who you are, songs that change everything the way they are..

But no force could change of what had happen. I'm gonna miss you, buddy..

It doesn't have to end this way but fate pilfered you away from my life..

Leaving me weary..

Jaded..

I'm gonna miss you..

Thank you..

I love you, iPod.

May your soul be among those whom are blessed.
Rest in peace. I love you.

Manul's iPod Nano died of drowning in the sea of salty water.

Fuck iTunes

2 days and 1 night of away from home to The Turtle's Sanctuary. Gotta release the baby turtle to the sea. Hoorah I am not excited.

My only survival is my Nokia and my iPod. That is 2 days without PES. 2 days of socializing with my classmates. No offence, i love you guys. Seriously. I just hope there'll be good-o-coverage there. I need to text and call ma cherie.

Fuck my iTunes isn't working and I need to put em song!

FUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUESFUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUNESFUCKiTUNES

Oh, does anyone have the slightest idea where can I get Dashboard Confessional's album, The Shade Of Poison Trees? I've been looking for it, everywhere but i failed to find any. Please let me know. You'll be awarded. You will. No kidding. I swear. Screw you.

Jonas Brothers

This is a latest discovery. A new breakthrough! Hands down, it has been approved by several research and experiments. The Faculty of Human Science in several universities had conducted a very detailed research and experiments on this issue.

This is what exactly your brain will look like after listening to JONAS BROTHERS:

No offence, jeebs.

FAGS

I wanna have your babies

You fuck, you'll get babies, you'll get babies and you'll get no dough.

Seriously, having a baby can be pretty much messed up. I've seen it with my own eyes. Haven't experience it, though.

I just turned into an uncle 2 weeks ago. My sister-in-law, which is obviously married to my brother, just gave birth to a baby boy. Ahmad Arsyad is the name. They're working parents so they have extra dough for living. I did ask a couple of questions on how to manage the finance when having a baby.

Seriously, it cuts a fucking big hole in your pocket. RM 2500 just for the baby's labour. Some hundreds more for the hospital accomodation (private specialist). About RM 1000 for the baby's bed, walker stuff and all. RM 95 for an anti-colic bottle set so that breast milk can be stored innit. Well, the baby needs around 3 of em because you can never get the time to wash them for the next meal time, so total up to RM 285 for bottles. A few bucks for tate. RM 55 a week for milk. Specially formulated. Diapers! They are very very costly. The baby's tub, toileterries and etc would cost a lot too. Toys. Teeters. Tate. Rusk.

Forgive me if i sound shallow but all they can do at the time is to cry and poop. It takes hell lotsa guts to take care of a baby. A very very very large proportion of patience too. My brother's gonna kill me if he reads this.

Well, I'm conveying this to those youngsters out there who can't keep their dicks and vijayjays in their pants. Even if you have sex with condoms, there is a slight 10% the method won't be helpful. So if you did it 20 times there is a possibility that 2 times that you had sex could cost you a baby. And if those 2 times hit the jackpot (when your bang-partner is fertile), here comes your baby. The probability in average of you hitting the jackpot in a month is about 1 over 15. Do it for 15 months, you might get one too.

Fuck, I'm applying math.

Morale of the story. Think before you bang. Seriously.