Wednesday, July 29, 2009 ; 2:08 AM
Mak dier peh laki.
The blog rosak already laa cb. Mak dia pehh laki. No fonts and colours barr. Then cannot autosave. Sibai.
I miss my old hair. Left display pict. And the long hair also. Tsk.
I wanna shop: all VANS shoes, dozens of LEE jeans and cool printed tees in this world but impossible.
I wanna play soccer. Both field and street soccer. But have to face O-levels prep. Shitt. But nevermind.
O-Levels: 2 months plus. FACE IT.
Tsk.
Labels: After O-Levels: BOGEL.
Sunday, July 26, 2009 ; 3:24 AM
With money.
Owen will be a good replacement for Van Nistelrooy and Tevez. Hes a good goal poacher. Except for his injury crisis than never fails to haunt him. Tsk. Well, Tevez is a cunt. He wont survive in City. Why? Cause there are 10 strikers along him. Fuck that, bitch. I hope you will have a torn ligament in the derby match. Cmon man, Fergie is the best manager in the whole world. Its disrespecting to condemn him like that. He played you more games than Rooney and Berbatov. Still he condemns the manager. Stats dont lie. We'll wait and see for the next season. Real Madrid and City. Two of the world's richest clubs with star studded players. May they drown among their own sweat, fighting for their positions to play. Hahh.
What has happened to NEWCASTLE UNITED? Big names like Martins, Alan Smith and even Duff has submerged deep down. They used to be a big club ahead of pussy City, Villa, Sunderland and Tottenham. St James Park is at its lowest part in their football world. I feel like crying after reading the post that they were trashed by a League One club. Cb la. To the management of Newcastle U: Do something laa please. Save the big names at least.
Labels: Money is revolving around soccer now.
Sunday, July 19, 2009 ; 11:58 PM
Man United.
KL trip to watch Man United was SICK man. The atmosphere is fucking great. I was at the far-end-top of the stands. Shit but the view is still great. Dayme you can see your favourite team and stars in front of your eyes man. Okay maybe not that close. Like I said, the view is nice. The most entertaining game for me. Thumbs up Malaysian team. Respect. The scorer for the Malaysian team is a LUCKIEST BASTARD. He had beaten Ben Foster and Van der Sarrr. Sick marne. And they are playing again tomorrow. Which is today. Sial uhh. How lucky could the Malaysian team be? AGAINST MAN U TWICE. Okay shut up now bye.
Labels: INFATUATION is killing me.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009 ; 2:10 PM
Instrumental.
I can feel the pressure. Less than 3 months to O-levels. I can feel the heat already. No please. Past is haunting me. But I cant let it repeat again. My motivation is only when I reminisce about the day when I took my o levels result at my school hall. Damn its really chest-tearing experience. A very tight slap in my face. Well I cant "refund" time here. Shitt. I wanna start studying. I need a virgin tight schedule to make myself busy. I can do it. SP is my aim. Cmon dude.
No more hardcore music. No more deafening noise in the ears. Its all gonna be left behind for me. Im gonna try to stop listening to heavy music man. Seriously. Its really sickening. Okay maybe melodic-ly, I will listen laa. But it wont capture my attention like last time. Im not saying that I WONT listen to these music forever or what laa. Maybe I'll just listen to it for the sake of listening. Or indie-like should be okay. And I'll listen less to MUSE shits. They are the best band on Earth, I know. But I dont know why this music stream has attracted me alot. Shit mayne. Ive changed direction. Post-Rock. Yeah dude, POST-ROCK is the new shit. Soothing music is reaaaally cool. Or maybe there are some "noisy part" to it. Post rock is actually music that has less or no vocals needed in a song. Yeah, no singing is the best. Everything is through instrumentation. Get to a peaceful place and blast Post-Rock music, then you'll know. There are some samples if you wanna listen to how it may sound through my player. Its a whole new level. Trying to discover how these musicians express themselves in a MONO wayy. This may sound ridiculous to you, but, FUCK YOU. Dont ever judge me. Hmms...
Labels: 3 months left. SPRINT.
