please fucking GET IT!!!
to whom?
ME la!
omgwtfbbqshit!!!!!!!111111111111111
she was there all alone.
walking slowly just waiting for me to walk beside her and says,
"eh? jalan sorang je?"
the chance! the chance!!!!!!!!!!
sial la...
instead, i strolled with some dudes.
she didn't even look me in the eye.
T_T
oh wow! you've just plummeted my wish.
thanks A LOT!
i've wasted my wish on something useless.
yeah yeah...
it isn't a big deal anyway.
though i really feel like unleashing zombies apocalypse.
or gain some uber power and goes on rampage in a silver-haired, gray bear costume and a fucking long katana.
YES. i am mad!
both angry and insane.
now i just have to find something else.
ugh... i hate looking for motivation.
i've wasted my wish on something useless.
yeah yeah...
it isn't a big deal anyway.
though i really feel like unleashing zombies apocalypse.
or gain some uber power and goes on rampage in a silver-haired, gray bear costume and a fucking long katana.
YES. i am mad!
both angry and insane.
now i just have to find something else.
ugh... i hate looking for motivation.
result exam besar dah kluar!
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depression,
lovestruck,
senseless
ok. wtf is happening to me?!
wtf?!i've just posted how to harass a stranger.
just some stranger who has grudges towards another stranger.
not me.
even feel satisfied of it.
i have problems editing/deleting that post.
i've start to ignore people around me.
i feel annoyed around people.
damn it.
this has to stop.
but from where?...
worst nightmare ever...
=_='''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
met a hot girl,
ends up with ONS.
but.
i can't erect!
my fucking lil bro did't wake up.
the frustration in her face. the sneering of her friends. (yea. there were 4 of them.)
then she went out of bed, and said,
"too bad."
i woke up.
THANK GOD MY DICK WERE STANDING UPRIGHT STRONG, EAGER FOR JUSTICE!!!
THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!
met a hot girl,
ends up with ONS.
but.
i can't erect!
my fucking lil bro did't wake up.
the frustration in her face. the sneering of her friends. (yea. there were 4 of them.)
then she went out of bed, and said,
"too bad."
i woke up.
THANK GOD MY DICK WERE STANDING UPRIGHT STRONG, EAGER FOR JUSTICE!!!
THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!
to all of you big mouthed biggots.
stop lying about MY life.
your effort in exaggerating my achievements is never will be appreciated, no thanks.
i've had enough expectations to be contend with and i really don't want any anymore.
ugh! god damnit!
how i want to yell that now.
and that was one of the reason i fucking hate celebrating my birthdays with this kinda people.
what's 'this'?
it's my fucking birthdays and it wasn't supposed to be me who treating you for fuck sake.
what kind of fuck who would take the celebrated guy to a guilt trip on that same fucking night?
and no.
zanilli tak sedap.
mashed potato bau macam babi.
sakit perut aku esok, memang epic la.
food poisoning for my birthday present.
despite how that painfully sounded (the poisoning), i do wish i would get one and then throw that night back at their face as a revenge for guilt-tripping me just because i decided not to have cake on my birthday.
sial.
i would rather take the risk of being called gay and take the free meal than being nominated as "Best Brah!" but had my life all fucked up.
on the other hand, i do find girls with those lazy/sleepy/tired eyes are massive turn on.
assuming they already have pretty faces though. :P
wait-
dejavu?
that can't be good...
EDIT:
alrighty.
enough plain description.
to show what i really meant, this:
(please note Katy Perry eyes. brb, drooling. oh. not her fan btw.)
your effort in exaggerating my achievements is never will be appreciated, no thanks.
i've had enough expectations to be contend with and i really don't want any anymore.
ugh! god damnit!
how i want to yell that now.
and that was one of the reason i fucking hate celebrating my birthdays with this kinda people.
what's 'this'?
it's my fucking birthdays and it wasn't supposed to be me who treating you for fuck sake.
what kind of fuck who would take the celebrated guy to a guilt trip on that same fucking night?
and no.
zanilli tak sedap.
mashed potato bau macam babi.
sakit perut aku esok, memang epic la.
food poisoning for my birthday present.
despite how that painfully sounded (the poisoning), i do wish i would get one and then throw that night back at their face as a revenge for guilt-tripping me just because i decided not to have cake on my birthday.
sial.
i would rather take the risk of being called gay and take the free meal than being nominated as "Best Brah!" but had my life all fucked up.
on the other hand, i do find girls with those lazy/sleepy/tired eyes are massive turn on.
assuming they already have pretty faces though. :P
wait-
dejavu?
that can't be good...
EDIT:
alrighty.
enough plain description.
to show what i really meant, this:
(please note Katy Perry eyes. brb, drooling. oh. not her fan btw.)
i found it meaningless
what? my birthday, that is.
i don't have anything against people who yearn for presents on their birthdays.
go on. beg or hint or whatever for it. happy birthday.
i won't expect any. (but they are always welcomed though. :P)
i blame that on my big, balloon of ego. (like most balloons, it is fragile and like most kids, i would be upset if mine were to burst.)
i hate pretentious people (which i suspect i could be one) who would suddenly come to you and yell, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!", and then after a week of doing that to about dozens of others, they would go, "*sigh* so many birthdays la this month so cumbersome to greet em all blablablabla-".
screw you.
birthdays were once a little piece of info that you could only get them by really knowing the person aka. stalking/biography stealing/private investigator.
now, i can always go to anyone facebook/any other internet social network site, view info and bam, surprise party is coming...
that's not the real issue actually.
it's the birthday notifier.
it eliminates the part where you have to remember them through out the relationships.
anybody could argue, "it's the same as writing birthdays in your diary".
no.
most of the time, it would be something like this:
"ok. let's see what other stupid rants these fuckers have for their sta- oh~. it's that guy's birthday! omg-happy-birthday-dude!"
absentmindedly.
a hundred other doing that and the birthday boy/girl would goes:
"oh-so-many bday greets~~~. ayam so popular."
or
"thanks you guys!"
they wouldn't even realize about that dude birthday when adding him as a friend.
all is done out of pretentious courtesy.
what is so 'friendly' about that?
or maybe it's just plain bothersome to thank everyone back.
-_-
it's a good example of,
"Everybody is special. Just like everybody else."
spesial pale hotak ko.
i don't have anything against people who yearn for presents on their birthdays.
go on. beg or hint or whatever for it. happy birthday.
i won't expect any. (but they are always welcomed though. :P)
i blame that on my big, balloon of ego. (like most balloons, it is fragile and like most kids, i would be upset if mine were to burst.)
i hate pretentious people (which i suspect i could be one) who would suddenly come to you and yell, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!", and then after a week of doing that to about dozens of others, they would go, "*sigh* so many birthdays la this month so cumbersome to greet em all blablablabla-".
screw you.
birthdays were once a little piece of info that you could only get them by really knowing the person aka. stalking/biography stealing/private investigator.
now, i can always go to anyone facebook/any other internet social network site, view info and bam, surprise party is coming...
that's not the real issue actually.
it's the birthday notifier.
it eliminates the part where you have to remember them through out the relationships.
anybody could argue, "it's the same as writing birthdays in your diary".
no.
most of the time, it would be something like this:
"ok. let's see what other stupid rants these fuckers have for their sta- oh~. it's that guy's birthday! omg-happy-birthday-dude!"
absentmindedly.
a hundred other doing that and the birthday boy/girl would goes:
"oh-so-many bday greets~~~. ayam so popular."
or
"thanks you guys!"
they wouldn't even realize about that dude birthday when adding him as a friend.
all is done out of pretentious courtesy.
what is so 'friendly' about that?
or maybe it's just plain bothersome to thank everyone back.
-_-
it's a good example of,
"Everybody is special. Just like everybody else."
spesial pale hotak ko.
Nice birthday, me!
a hay fever and a midterm exam.
oh wait-
not yet 10/4...
fuck! doesn't matter.
i'm in malaysia nao! *delusiondelusiondelusiondelusiondelusiondelusion*
ps: zombies have birthdays too. and feelings for that to matter.
oh wait-
not yet 10/4...
fuck! doesn't matter.
i'm in malaysia nao! *delusiondelusiondelusiondelusiondelusiondelusion*
ps: zombies have birthdays too. and feelings for that to matter.
snap out of it please...
i hate it when i start to obsess over something.
curiosity sparks and disappointment follows.
not to mention the time wasted.
curiosity sparks and disappointment follows.
not to mention the time wasted.
"dirty jew-lover"
something quoted from a book i started to read after so long borrowed.
i can feel the disgust expressed by the shopkeeper.
and that is how i felt after talked about them with this guy.
"harga ni camni, hargu tu camtu. semua kedai sama je."
fuck you.
i know i don't go to many places as you did but that doesn't mean you can make me sound like a stupid jackass.
i don't know if you tried to lie to me about it or what (which i highly suspect you are) but when it comes to what i'm gonna put in my stomach,
NO ONE,
mess with it.
and whoever tried to defend these cheating bastards in any way, they'll be branded as one too.
warned.
what the fuck?!
i've met this guy who gave me stolen things from his neighboring shop as a gift.
and fuckers who sold me something i consider as a filthy, junk snacks with a price of a fucking burger with eggs.
and places that sold food full-priced but at twice the serving time and half the usual amount.
fucking cheaters.
call me buruk sangka or unrealistic douche or wutever but i know what i get and that is totally not worth the money i've paid for it.
and funny how certain fuckers would boycott something just because that something causes harm to someone else that is like, total stranger and would definitely rob em blind if they were given the chance.
"oi! buruk sangka. during saudara kita jugak."
just because they are assumed to believe the same god as mine does not mean i have to make war with something else that is being conspiratorially accused for remotely supporting the war.
ok.
wutehfuck?!
my english sure is suck.
come to think of it, my vocab could be the one of a 12 years old.
and fuck the mascot works.
yang tak puas hati nye, just because he is your oh-beloved ketua i have to do most of the work?
it's fucking you who made me do zapin last year.
and fuck you mike. stop fucking lying.
it's ok if u lied being this and that but to put me along with those is so fucking ask for it.
thank god you know my birthday. that's mean i'll get to have a word with you about that.
and how i hate you when you tried to be my matchmaker or something.
it's just a fling. i am so over with her.
by the way, you are a little bit too big to be my cupid.
*sigh*
wow. so many hate.
tl;dr, my hatelist/blamelist:
-Mke (for messing with my life.)
-Pkgk (for being fucking annoying.)
-Wn (for manipulating me and being such a kiss-arse.)
-Fq (indirectly for getting the arse-kissing.)
-Sf (for the guilt-ride.)
-Peniaga2 sial (for obvious reason.)
-nVidia (for busting my gpu with faulty driver.)
-Hfs (for not leaving me alone. for fuck sake, don't imitate everything of me.)
waa...
banyak dosa saya.
now waiting for more to be put in it...
i can feel the disgust expressed by the shopkeeper.
and that is how i felt after talked about them with this guy.
"harga ni camni, hargu tu camtu. semua kedai sama je."
fuck you.
i know i don't go to many places as you did but that doesn't mean you can make me sound like a stupid jackass.
i don't know if you tried to lie to me about it or what (which i highly suspect you are) but when it comes to what i'm gonna put in my stomach,
NO ONE,
mess with it.
and whoever tried to defend these cheating bastards in any way, they'll be branded as one too.
warned.
what the fuck?!
i've met this guy who gave me stolen things from his neighboring shop as a gift.
and fuckers who sold me something i consider as a filthy, junk snacks with a price of a fucking burger with eggs.
and places that sold food full-priced but at twice the serving time and half the usual amount.
fucking cheaters.
call me buruk sangka or unrealistic douche or wutever but i know what i get and that is totally not worth the money i've paid for it.
and funny how certain fuckers would boycott something just because that something causes harm to someone else that is like, total stranger and would definitely rob em blind if they were given the chance.
"oi! buruk sangka. during saudara kita jugak."
just because they are assumed to believe the same god as mine does not mean i have to make war with something else that is being conspiratorially accused for remotely supporting the war.
ok.
wutehfuck?!
my english sure is suck.
come to think of it, my vocab could be the one of a 12 years old.
and fuck the mascot works.
yang tak puas hati nye, just because he is your oh-beloved ketua i have to do most of the work?
it's fucking you who made me do zapin last year.
and fuck you mike. stop fucking lying.
it's ok if u lied being this and that but to put me along with those is so fucking ask for it.
thank god you know my birthday. that's mean i'll get to have a word with you about that.
and how i hate you when you tried to be my matchmaker or something.
it's just a fling. i am so over with her.
by the way, you are a little bit too big to be my cupid.
*sigh*
wow. so many hate.
tl;dr, my hatelist/blamelist:
-Mke (for messing with my life.)
-Pkgk (for being fucking annoying.)
-Wn (for manipulating me and being such a kiss-arse.)
-Fq (indirectly for getting the arse-kissing.)
-Sf (for the guilt-ride.)
-Peniaga2 sial (for obvious reason.)
-nVidia (for busting my gpu with faulty driver.)
-Hfs (for not leaving me alone. for fuck sake, don't imitate everything of me.)
waa...
banyak dosa saya.
now waiting for more to be put in it...
Dear u,
i afraid hate hurting other people and myself.
mostly myself though.
i figured, the only way to not having conflicts is to avoid the source itself.
not really keen in anything that requires commitment.
i know i'm that kind of guy.
sorry if we were back to strangers.
that,
is what my conscious says.
honestly. truthfully.
omg. have the urge to just, take that out of this post.
i hate it when it always comes to this.
a girl liked me, i liked the girl back.
i get bored. i ignore.
she reacted. i felt guilt.
ah, yes...
the guilt.
fuck it.
and why the fuck am i suddenly get stuck into so many positions that i don't even remember applied for?
just what the fuck?
first, being put in charge for zapin.
then, for komuniti kartunis pulak.
suddenly, for mascot.
dah la kena kluar duit sendiri.
sial tul.
and then about the mascot aka Mighty Poseidon-san.
oh so many issues. wig la. trident la.
tak nak wig hire je some old man to be one.
trident? it's just a fucking over-sized fork for fuck sake.
and i hate competitive sports.
next time, jangan memandai nak masuk memana sukan.
now, i have to deal with phobia of running.
stupid ego.
mostly myself though.
i figured, the only way to not having conflicts is to avoid the source itself.
not really keen in anything that requires commitment.
i know i'm that kind of guy.
sorry if we were back to strangers.
that,
is what my conscious says.
honestly. truthfully.
omg. have the urge to just, take that out of this post.
i hate it when it always comes to this.
a girl liked me, i liked the girl back.
i get bored. i ignore.
she reacted. i felt guilt.
ah, yes...
the guilt.
fuck it.
and why the fuck am i suddenly get stuck into so many positions that i don't even remember applied for?
just what the fuck?
first, being put in charge for zapin.
then, for komuniti kartunis pulak.
suddenly, for mascot.
dah la kena kluar duit sendiri.
sial tul.
and then about the mascot aka Mighty Poseidon-san.
oh so many issues. wig la. trident la.
tak nak wig hire je some old man to be one.
trident? it's just a fucking over-sized fork for fuck sake.
and i hate competitive sports.
next time, jangan memandai nak masuk memana sukan.
now, i have to deal with phobia of running.
stupid ego.
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