Fuck dude! Fuck You!

How could I make that fucking small mistake?! Damn!
I need to rush back to Klang now. This is so fucked up!

FUCK YOU

The Passion

It's been awhile since I have the passion after watching a Liverpool's sweet victory match against the top table rival. They were playing so well in both offensive and defensive. A goal decides it all, first is first and second is nothing. At last, they have beaten Chelsea in EPL after for so long. It is also the 1st time I shouted loudly at my dad's sight while he was playing with a kid since I started the walk as a tarcian. Football really drives me crazy and Liverpool makes me feel it.

Ushhh!

Ha!
It's Deepavali day! I went to Raju's house and had a dinner there, an usual open house from him. He asked me to do some offering called Festival of Lights and I did. Back with vegeterian serving filling my appetite and gosh, it was so damn full. Gotta save my little stomach for curry chicken, mutton and many more for tomorrow. This is going to make me burst off.

Happy Deepavali my friends!

Got promoted, assignments added, more works, what else?

Have been busy to settle down myself to fit the new group. Know what? I got promoted to a class rep of that group and I'm elected by some faggots and changed to their original group. Congrats to me! Being a class rep isn't that easy at all. First of all, I need to fucking distribute notes my classmates and I'm the one who have to go to their seatings and hand it over to them. Huh? If any changes made, I have to be an informant and use the credit I reloaded to sms them about it. The most suffer thing in this is that, I have to carry the fucking notes back home and it is thick like you never even wanna carry those. It's thick ok? I need to travel to college with those to prepare myself to shoot the not-having-the-notes-ppl.

But!

It is not that bad at all. I do enjoy embracing this position, somehow. Got cert wan leh!
mai siao siao.

Now, I need to settle the form of loan agreement and the due date of to pay the tuition fee is reaching. Damn! Result hasn't out yet. Can't wait to see how well or bad I did in my last sem's final. Kancheong betui nii.

Emotional feeling came back to me today. It is just so sudden of its arrival and I don't even have time to prepare for it. Now, I'm having harsh moment here. Sometime, I just don't understand people I walk with. Neither he or she could catch mine. I'm so defenseless right now and this is really out of my control. Well, I guess it just the best to let it roll.

Don't let me drown

Ain't no stressin

Holiday has just ended and my 2nd sem started. Its a fucked up day in college. Just got to know that my name is on the list of Group 5 which I originally from Group 4. Actually I don't really mind about the shifting, but the problem here is, I have a fucking class on SATURDAY. This is just great! Nah! ..l.. to TarC.

Well, I have made an appeal but it is not 100%. If the appeal is not going to be entertained, then mah boh pian lo. Life goes on *copy from ts*

How did I pass my days off? Simple, DC = Dota Camper! Dota till dawn. It is an super duper extreme budget activity I can play but of course not the whole I camp that. Went out with friends also la. Had bak kut teh and fried chicken eating with Chris plus conversations about the 'M'. Too bad, our journey to the Pak Lang made us dissapointed. It has been some donkey years I didnt have the pack of the great nasi lemak with extra good sambal which the sambal in the pack wouldn't be enough for me. Also, Robbie called and planned to have singing fest. I agreed and joined him because the mood popped out and asked me to go, so I did.


The night has finally reached and everyone around me were so excited and couldn't wait to get our feet to stomp the one best of three in the world. Lots of people were gathered and rushing to get into the music showground. It was my first time been there too. I have been told by my B.bro that there are only three in the world - London, Singapore and Malaysia. The music of god will really drive you crazy and with such nice ground. The best of the best sound system they have in there to blast you till you get wild. And lucky me was in the building of non smoking, Ministry of Sound, Euphoria. I might sounded like a 1st time clubber but I'm not a frequent clubber. It was a night for a friend of my best's birthday. As usual but not the typical me, drunk again. It was too heavy and I almost make it to the public. But the dignity I have in me and not to be crushed by the surroundings has brought me to the puke room. Aaron saw me! Fuck!

Somehow, misery. That's what I felt. It makes me don't wanna go back there because that sentiment is haunting me.

Anyway, few pictures taken:


best pic and nice pouring from me to ts!

Ain't no stressin dude.