oh oh. i forgot to say. i've been bingeing (spelling?) on chocolates too. twix, snickers and fruit&nut while im in johor. heaven.

and i want my kuih cornflakes oso. they come up with all kinda crap kuih's now that look so artificial but they forget those traditional ones! there's even one called kuih rita (tribute to hurrican rita perhaps). i was adamant on finding kuih cornflakes that were original, but all i could find were those fancy shmancy ones. in the end mum said "just ask from your friend (she was referring to bebs) to give u some la". cos last year bebs gave me a tupperware full of kuih, and my dad actuali liked them, and told mum to order from her nxt time.

i still havent asked my parents if bebs can send me off to tekong. hrmmph.

from my previous picture set, its quite apparent i was in johor for the weekend. well actually i've been there every weekend this fasting month. much to beb's chagrin. im sorry we're always divided by the causeway, but know that nothing separates you from my heart and mind.

and i noticed that there are no ramly's at all at the bazaars there. i mean, have they all migrated to singapore? ramly's are popping up everywhr in singapore, but they've gone extinct at their birthplace. man i've never ever kempunan-ed ramly's in johor like i have in the past month. so i had to substitute my cravings for kebabs. heh.

but the food there is fabulous. i had the pari bakar once. man it was cooked on an oil drum stove. cut out from a drum and made into a bbq pit. man it was lovely. *smacks lips*

i want ramly's. and those made from warungs, not from singapore. and i want my dunkin donuts. blahs.

29th Oct kuih rayas

yesterday was a stormy night. the lightning kept flashing around non stop. armed with my camera, i perched myself near the window hoping to snap some stabs of lightning. but the funny thing was, there wasnt any to see. somehow the sky just lit up over and over like camera flashes. weird.

snapped some pics. but none worth uploading.

i've been sick every night. and occasionally in the afternoon. which in turn renders me unable to study. hence i havent been mugging for 3 days.

things left to mug:
-half more of bio core topics
-about 3/4 of maths
-shit load of chem

fuck.

today was such a great day! but it felt more like a final goodbye then a meet up. sigh. both of us are going to be so busy in the next few weeks that i think we're gonna too busy for each other. but today was fun nonetheless. gue kangen sama kamu.

i need to take more pictures. my pictures of geylang are crap! blahs.

new pics new pics. check out the links at the side. will do an entry update later.

i truly understand now that, it doesnt matter where you go, as long as its with good company, you'll have a whale of a time. pictures up soon.

i love bebs!

looks like im going to start my transition into turning into a MAN on the 6th Jan at 12.45pm.

still a long way to go.

farewell assembly. no tears to shed. just pins and needles on my legs, and loads of crap photos. will post them up soon.

the first star upon the darkened canvas
irradiates a light so bright
that it sears my occular senses
with the image my one last nightmare

of this broken videoscope
replaying your condescending voice
poisoning my beliefs over and over again
a relentless rhyme of make belief

please grant me one last wish
(one last wish)
i'll wish upon the first star after nightfall

as for my one last wish
place my heart in your hands
red knuckles grip too tight,
brand it with your blackened nails

please grant me one last wish
(one last wish)
i'll wish upon the first star after nightfall

in due time you'd see why
as i breath in your slick perfume
the crimson smudge of your lips on mine
leaves a stale taste in my mouth

i havent written a piece in ages. dont ask me why. and before you ask, im fine.

i have dreams of making it big by playing music. but for now, i have to shelve it to make it big in the paper chase. lets just hope i can. cos frankly, my chance of making it big in the music scene seems to be nada. zero zilch. kosong telor burung.

someone please grant me three wishes. or even 1 will do. i'll wish upon the first star after nightfall.

if only my hair is like this.

if only.

i slept like a pig today. shouldnt have Pe-ed to the extreme this morning. after PE i was left with a spinning head, dry lips, and basically 30% effieciency (spelling?). ok well the 30% was a guestimate, but it sure felt that way.

crawled home and into bed, with the aircon on at around 2. slept all the way till 530. man that felt so good. but i feel guilty.

i cant for this journey to end. then its the end of school for the next 3 years! woots.

here's a guide to some of my vocabulary.

yumminess = fishnco.
hunger = ordering cake that you cant possibly have space for after buka.
love = bebs.

enough said.

does size matter? thats a question every single guy thinks about. well almost every single guy who's self conscious. which means every guy in this world. but some beg to differ. some think that its not the size, but the thickness that matters. like what's the use of something large but deflated. some think its combination of both that's needed to please a girl. something large and thick. oh i bet its every girl's dream come true to have a boyfriend who has it large and thick.

so what is it? size or thickness?

yeah i think im right. its the thickness that matters. a thick wallet means you have lotsa money yes? and lotsa money means u can please a girl yes? shopping, food, u name it u can buy it for her.

so i guess thickness it is. a large empty wallet wouldnt be fun.

today's post is going to be very very random and helter skelter. i survived the first day of fasting. i did srjc's prelim paper and i got 80 outta 100. or was it 86? why the hell could i get 80 for that paper, and only 40 for my prelims? fuck that.

i think some people should be more considerate in the mosque. they sit as if their balls are gigantic. i know its the fasting month and i shouldnt bitch like this, but oh come on. be considerate. worst if im in the middle of 2 "big balled" ppl. shit im like super squashed and my balls get squashed. so today i asserted my rights and forced my leg open. after a few attempts they finally closed their legs abit. and my balls breathed a sigh of relief.

day 2 coming up.

so the fasting month is just around the corner. in fact its tomorrow. i guess now's as good a time as ever to change. 360degrees turn. hell no, not 360, 180. 360 will just get me back where i was facing.

i forgot wat this post was supposed to be about. next time then.

its one thing to hurt someone's feelings, its something else altogether to lie to their stomach. i think lying to someone's stomach ranks as the 2nd worst sin to ever commit.

im sorry about fish n co. soon ok?

msn messenger was just being a bitch. refusing to sign in. fucker. wasted nearli an hr of my time. testing my patience.

blahs.

what the fuck is wrong with msn!

i changed the layout again. thanks to bebs. i just reused her codes and changed the colour scheme and banner at the top. now it looks like my old lj.

i like the banner of the font on top. pixelated and silkscreen-ish.

its 2 and i still havent showered. eeps.