Good Day! Hahhh. Shopping yesterday was a real "ease-my-ass". Bought a new pair of VANS! shoes dammit! Hahha. Almost had 2 pairs of another sleek design but had no size for me. So I bought only a pair. And no VANS! tees at the moment. Darn. An OBEY-brand tee, GUCCI wallet and Rasta-looking bangles were also grabbed. Nabey. My Levi's belt looked so flawless. Plus a BillaBong board-shorts blah3. Shizz. Although all the price tags were indicated in "RM", but its sure worth it. Where can you get a 2 VANS! shoes for only $80? Okay it was an "almost-got-it" situation. Hahh.

Next week, will be Part 2 of shopping week. Wanna grab that Zara grey jeans and some plain tees. Still searching for VANS! tees and have always prevail. Please show me some of those tees! In need of a berms too. Dickies will do, although its common. I just hope that Zara jeans will still be in that shop, please. Okay take care guys. :)

.Flamboyance.

ZOUK OUT '09 WAS THE REAL SHIZZ.

The night was superb and colourful. DJs blasting their substances. Audience were on "CRAZE" mode. But there's only one DJ that has made my night so awesome. ARMIN VAN BUUREN. He was explosive, I swear. I used to dislike these House or Trance music. But when the supermassive speakers were blasted at about 10 to 15 meters in front of me, I was HYPNOTIZED. As if my soul was shifted to somewhere else. Problems were dispersed at that moment and you feel calm, I swear. No wonder people were bowing to him. He's the world's number 2 DJ. Cool.

.Flamboyance.

Hollas! Tired and I'm bored. A week of sleepless nights. Work, work and work. Dayme. Fri and Sat was hell. Fri: worked till 5 on a Sat morning. Went home, got ready for soccer training at Sengkang Sec. Fucking exhausting marne. Suicide training. After that meet the band mates and jammed at Chinese Garden. Okay laa. Not bad. Eat at IMM. Went home. SLEEEEEEEEEPPP till the whole day. SHIOKKK! Gonna SSDC. Run to Robinsons to get some Polo tees. Sale beb. Okayyy bye poser.

.Flamboyance.

Sometimes I feel so lost and worried. Although I shouldn't. It always runs through my mind. Thinking about where my future will lie. Careless mistakes in Maths 2 are really haunting me. Sigh. I really have no idea of what my results going to be. I should be enjoying, not thinking about my results. Even if I flop, theres nothing I could do about it. There was once when I pictured the scenario randomly, when I'm left a few seconds to view my results. Nervousness fuels me and when I glanced at my results, they aren't what I'm expecting. That's when my heart will shatter again for the 2nd time and my life will be in a pandemonium state. What worries me more is the fucking 'moderation' that will moderate all of our results. Shit, I'm feeling really worried and paranoid right now. I need to calm myself down. 22 points and below will be just nice. And I'm praying hard that I wont make it to RP, although the school is geographically tempting for me. Few blocks away to the school. Oh God, please help me to calm my soul down. Berserk.

.Flamboyance.