New wonders with obsolete shit sticking around.

I haven’t told my parents about the lost camera.

And I got a spanking new laptop from my dad:

HP 2230s. Lightweight, weighing merely a 1.85kg. It’s quite bloody cool. If you look at it from the front, the screen design looks a bit like the Macbook. Using it to blog now. Awesomeness.

But still need to worry about the camera shit. Sigh.

Went out with shin,jess and jiayi. Yes, I was the only guy and no, I did not feel gay. Quite cool la. Went to 2 cybercafe’s just to play Left 4 Dead.

Friggin epic game. Even the girls are getting addicted to it.

This is what it looks like, getting raped in-game.

Oh, and just for the record, I am very pissed at Kishimoto and Kubo for pussifying 2 of my most favorite manga. I mean, fine, let’s start with Bleach. Ichigo is like becoming a total whimp now, just talk and no actual action. You just hear him shouting some empty words and threats and getting owned instead. Naruto, don’t even get me started. What the hell is Kishimoto doing, going on a friggin mindless killing-spree? I mean, snuffing out Jiraiya and Kakashi was bad enough, now you friggin kill Hinata just when she confessed to Naruto? FUCK!

What is the world coming to? Anarchy ensues.

I just took the greatest piss in the world.

Because of copyright infringement, I can’t embed this particular YouTube video. Please, I urge you to watch it first before finishing the rest of this post.

LINK IS HERE.

N.Portman: TO ALL THE JEWS! YOU KNOW I’M TALKING TO YOU!

JEWS: WE LOVE YOU NATALIE!

N.Portman: YEA I WANNA FUCK YOU TOO!!!!

ROFLMAO! This girl is the bomb. I assure you, that is really Natalie Portman, not an imposter or anything. And yes, that is her singing.

 

Andy(Viking dude): And my dick is scared of you…

Starting afresh to go back.

Gah. Homework and assignments piled up till my armpits edi.

I’m not really cut out for this la. Diu.

I’m having the permanent dulan feeling in me. Like some PMS shit going on. Pfft.

I was hoping for something, but it never came. So why do I dream?

The last Blue Margarita.

I’m very the dulan.

Coz:

1. Lost my bag.
2. which in the bag had my favorite shirt.
3. my camera and equipment.
4. our recording for the day.
5. and also my favorite cologne.

Now you guys know what to get me for my birthday. *big serious hint*

 

Why la why??? Sob. My camera’s not even 1 year old yet! Fuck.

EDIT

Ok, it’s fucking official. I cheebye lost my bag and everything in it. Fuck fuck fuck.

Diu la. Must be those sohai lala girls and those drug-junkie lala boys sitting behind us. So fucked up that they want to steal a measly bag just to pawn some money so they can fuck themselves up more with D-grade weed or whatever shit they pump into their vessels and then degrade their brains to the same level of intellect a pair of monkey balls have. Cheebye. Malaysian society hopeless la. What happened to the simple ‘Oh, someone dropped something, let’s hand it to the authorities.’??? Diu diu diu.

Dam dulan.

The retard or retardess who stole my bag must’ve looked DAM ClOSE to this. Fuck you and more. Like, more as in, fuckity-muckity-fuck. 

Fair winds from the rear.

You KNOW you’re in deep shit when a classmate of yours, whom you have barely spoken to, comes up to you in math class and tells YOU that you need to SHAVE.

It’s like being hairy is a sin.

And the funny shit is, today in Psychology class, we were discussing what stuff were girly and which were manly? Apparently, being hairy is considered MANLY. It even rhymes la, c’mon.

SO, why are there no girls coming after me?? (this is a very despo cry of loneliness. If you are even at the LEAST interested in me, don’t hesitate to let me know.)

…

ignore the bracketed words.

Did that catch you? Then allow me.

So i was just sitting here, reminiscing about my very HAPPY primary childhood. I mean, I know we were kids/brats back then, but we were so immature to the point that we actually looked cute. My primary school life was uberly and awesomely fun and CUTE. And then, from the depths of my memory, I remembered how we used to change the lyrics of a song and unintentionally spoof them. No life, I know, but small kid mar...

'I Believe I Can Fly' by R.Kelly to...

'I Believe I Can Fry'

I believe i can fry,

chow kuey teow and yao cha guai.

I didn't think that I could do it,

spread my arms and start to fry.

I believe you can die,

after eating my yao cha guai,

I believe i can fry. (i can fry!)

I believe you can die. (you can die!)

I believe i can frrryyy...

Then, there was the 'Selamat Hari Raya' song to...

Selamat Deepavali

Selamat Deepavali,

kepada semua orang iaitu Bangali.

Setiap hari, makan chapati.

Naik lori, langgar babi, terus mati.

Please, don't get offended, you know how kids are. =)

And of course, my personal Favorite: Jingle Bells. It didn't really had another spoof title, but here's how it goes:

Jingle Bells,

Batman smells,

Robin laid an egg.

Batmobile lost its wheel

and couldn't get away.

Hey!

Jingle Bells,

Batman smells,

Robin lost his egg(s).

One fat woman gave a fart

and blew the earth away.

ah....to be a kid again.

I kiss you in the brain in the shadow of the train.

You know you’re in deep shit when you’re childhood friend from primary 1 starts telling you you need to shave.

Jeez.

And you know what’s worse than picky people?

Fucked up picky people that makes you waste your money. Nuff said.

Soap and shit, still gives you shit.

I am very, very, VERY pleased to announce that the TUCSJ Drum Club is now OFFICIALLY open for registrations. Please leave me a note or contact my assistant Jess Tan. Thank You!

Well, in ICPU you really get the chance to meet different people. I’ll refrain from using ‘weird’ coz that’ll be stereotyping. Yea, you get to meet people from different ethnicity and background. And you get to learn cool languages.

My Persian classmate, taught me ‘Mi Bi Named’ which means ‘see you later’. Then there’s also ‘Kholskhor’ (not sure of spelling) which means ‘fucking idiot/pussy’. How cool shit is that?

Then my other classmate thought me Swahili. For those of you who know a bit of Japanese, I’m sure you’re familiar with the word ‘kuma’ which means ‘bear’.

‘coz i jizzed in my pants.’

So, in Swahili, Kuma actually means…another animal.

Guesses?

 

 

 

 

Well, cat.

No, not that kind of cat. Pussy. Yes. The female genital. Awesome, no?

Then another word. Malaya. We see the word Malaya often, don’t we? Like, the High Court of Malaya.

Well, Malaya in Swahili means prostitute.

I always knew our country was fucked up.

The floor is so clean coz you suck.

HELLO WORLD!

Yes, I made it through Valentines Day. It wasn’t really THAT bad. I mean, a guy like me can’t expect anything now, can I? Let’s not think about it.

Oh heck, assignments. They are all overdue. I have no mojo to do them anymore. Some I have no clue where to start. This is so tough. Gah.

Random note: Our video has hit the 400th view mark! Haha. Dang, we need to make another cover soon…

…or get beaten by those old folks.

What’s the original taste of chocolate? Bitter.

Valentines Day.

Today is the day where couples will celebrate their love for each other. Sure, throw in the fancy gifts, the extravagant dinner, the excited squeal of delight when you surprise your girl, the big,wet smooches…

Right.

Trying to be nonchalant about today is like asking me to be nonchalant about walking down the street butt-naked. Yea, I could do that, really. I mean, it’s almost the same isn’t it? What have we, single people, have to lose anyways?

But let me be a grouch just for today. There’s no reason for us single people to be happy about, even if we tried. Try to put on that fake,plastic smile and tell your friends who are in a relationship:

‘Hey! OMG, like, Happy Valentines for you both! I’m so happy for your relationship! Good going!’

No, I’d say something like:

‘Hey, go ahead and walk down the street holding hands, I’ll be walking right behind you shouting: FUCK VALENTINES! IT’S SINGLE AWARENESS DAY!’

Fine, lame, i know. But fuck this shit. I am feeling bitter. and no, i am not OK.

Songs to listen to for the day:

1. Inconsolable –Backstreet Boys
2. Empty – The Click Five
3. I Miss You- Blink 182
4. If I Am –Nine Days
5. The Man Who Can’t Be Moved –The Script
6. Your Guardian Angel –The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
7. Your Call –Secondhand Serenade
8. Invisible Man –98 Degrees
9. I Can Wait Forever –Simple Plan
10. Too Close For Comfort –McFly
11. Without You –Hinder
12. Crush –David Archuleta
13. That’s Why You Go Away –Michael Learns To Rock
14. 25 Minutes –Michael Learns To Rock

Finally,

What Hurts the Most – Rascal Flatts.

Oh yes.

This happens when you are an obese, sad man. This happens when you can never get what you want. This happens when you KNOW you can never get what you want. This happens when you’ve been lonely for too long. This happens when you miss her so badly. This happens when the songs that are playing insistently on your iTunes are words you’d like to sing to her. This happens when every picture of her reminds you of just who you are. This happens when you know you’re not good enough. This happens when you know she deserves better than you.

This happens when today is Valentines.

To ALL TUCSJ KAWANS! :

It is with great pleasure to announce that the Taylors University College, Subang Jaya Drum Club is now open for registrations.

*click to enlarge if it’s already not big enough*

Am so happy. BIG CREDIT goes to EeLynn for the designing of the posters. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I know you’ve worked hard to help me do this. Owe you big lunch/dinner. Also, Thanks to BrianLoh for the idiotically funny taglines.

The club is NOT yet FINALIZED. As in, it is currently under approval by the Music Club and ECA department. But I need at least 15 members or more for them to approve of it. SO PLEASE! TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS TO JOIN!

YOU GET FREE LESSONS! YOU ALSO GET TO SEE ME! >=D

P/S: Please help me here. Tell me your opinion, as in, which of the above 2 posters are better? I really like them both, but i can only use one to post it around campus. Thank you!

Mm-hmm, walk past me again please.

I am fed up with all the homework. I don’t want to elaborate, ‘coz it just makes me hyperventilate the more. Fullstop.

Fuck this shit.

Indian Bus Drivers are EVIL people i hate. Yes. They.Are.Evil.

Mood now: fed-up,angry,depressed,lonely,feeling fat(no wait, am fat), wistful and so much other shit i can’t describe.

Conclusion: This has been a very BS post written by a fat, angry kid.

Be nice? Bite me.

Started the week off in a pretty bad note. Zzz.

Arrived at first class today, and guess what? I totally forgot about my psychology homework. I could’ve blamed BB7 on Taylor’s Portal for being down, but then when i checked my diary, i jotted it down. Crap. And it doesn’t end there. Mr Colin then said:

‘Ok class, clear your desk. Get out your pen and get ready for today’s test.’

WTFBBQKNNCCB?

Well, I thank god for my pretty chunted memory. Manage to answer all of them except one.

Oh, and English class. haha. I know shueze and nyityang love this. So here’s what happened:

So Mr Woodcock returned our essay to us we wrote last week. So the DUDE who sits next to me was being the asshole he was as usual. I mean, ever since we handed in our essay, he was already hounding Mr Woodcock like some cock-hole. He was like: ‘ Oh Mr Woodcock, did you read my essay?’ and ‘I think I used a lot of phrases and quotes in my essay.’ and yada yada bla bla. So then we got our marks. I did pretty well if i may say so. Then i sorta glanced at him. He was staring intently at his score sheet, which i also peeked at. OWNAGE LA! higher than him AGAIN. He was like looking at the sheet, and cursing under his breath, like: What the? Why and how did I… Oh boy, did he look dulan. Then he saw my score sheet which I DELIBERATELY placed on my table. One peek at it, and boy, i savored every single moment of his ‘WTF’ face.

OWNAGE. I feel good, na-na-na-na-na-na-na.

sigh, I really do feel I’m not myself anymore. I thought I got everything under control, there was even a period when I thought…but dammit, it all comes back in a rush. Pfft.

Valentines this saturday? Oh boy, am I gonna be vindictive towards all the couples i see. Yes, I am the jealous, bitter, self-pitying, fat, lonely, depressed and ugly single male who hates Valentines Day.

SINGLE BOYS OUT THERE! CLUBBING OR DRINKING THIS SATURDAY! WHO’S WITH ME???

You start to re-think about who you are.

Went to Astin’s bday bash at her apartment. Pool-side, mind you. Saturday. You know, it’s like, I scorn at those girls who camwhore a lot? As in, LALA camwhore la, god knows how many of girlfriends are super camwhorers. Now…i finally realized just how big of a cam-SLUT i am.

Of course, siapa lagi my camwhore partner? My dear bunny lor.

This picture, maybe it’s the light, but i look much paler than usual…zzz…

Because i love Bunny so much, I decided she needed to ‘chill off’ during her SPM year.

But of course, I had my fair share of gayness and bimbotic moments.

This picture may look like nothing, but it’s the gay-est of all. Aku dan Kenny were dancing to Beyonce’s Single Ladies, trying to out-do Shane Mercado.

I’ve got thicker lips than angelina jolie. Ownzz.

It’s easier to give in than to give up.

First off, though it’s a bit late…

HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO ASTIN TIAM! haha. dumb dumb girl, I’ve been sitting exactly behind you in class for FOUR effin years. Yes, i’m complaining, take that. Haha. And now, thank god we’re doing different programs in college. JOKE. hehe. All the best in life and studies girl. No pictures, but I’m sure you have a lot of mine. =)

 

Well, life’s been pretty OK i guess, albeit the little…erm… ‘inner'-struggle’ I’m having. I mean, I’m just a society norm, I seek for cognitive consistency, but because of this little problem I’ve been having for more than a year now, it has thrown in cognitive dissonance and deviating my life.

OK, I was just showing off what i learnt in psychology class. =P

Still, I can’t really deny I’m totally over it. But i do feel that I’ve matured a little, I don’t really break down that easily. I can look at it, take it, feel it, and step back from it. Yes, that’s kind of a plus point.

HOWEVER, that doesn’t change the fact that the problem is still there.

I still don’t have a solution. It’s really just me running away from it or just pretending that the problem doesn’t exist. A form of escapism? I don’t know. Sometimes at night, I can tell myself, this pain is really all I want to feel; yet sometimes, I get really fed up over this, angry over my own indecisiveness.

Someone once told me that i should…well, start looking for other fishes in the sea. I mean, this certain ‘catch’ i want ain’t gonna go for my bait. I’m just this dumb fisherboy who’s sitting there, waiting futilely.

To quote The Script: “How can I move on, when I’m still in love with you.”

OH WELL. I’ll figure something out. Time fixes everything. I hope. Maybe I’m better off just indulging myself in academic stupor, because THAT really gets my mind off things.

 

But then, that’s still just temporary, like a drug.

I’m in love with my own sins, my own promises.

HOMG! The long hiatus.

It’s not that i don’t have the blogging mojo or anything, but heck, been busy with college work. Man, got a really raw deal. After all the assignments and homework, i’'m glad there’s a long weekend to look forward to.

Have heaps to blog about. First, there was the Operation Double H. (House-Hoppin). So, it was me,shin,jess,jiayi,jiacheng and weiren doing some ‘bai nian’ that day. Some pictures:

More pictures in Facebook.

Then on Monday, went to John’s 18th Birthday bash. Heck, no pictures, but his house was HUGE!!!! HUGE HUGE HUGE! BIGGER THAN MY _ _ _ _!!!

lol. Nice food, nice gambling, nice winnings for me. Heh, poor kahjoon.

Oh, and I’m starting the Drum Club. Dam chun ok? First time got so much omph! to do something! TO ALL YOU SUBANG JAYA TAYLORIANS WHO ARE READING THIS! SPREAD THIS NEWS TO YOUR FRIENDS OK? Recruitment will probably start somewhere late next week!

hmm…to like someone to a point where you wished you were a better man, for her and yourself.