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.)