Sunday, July 26, 2009

A Normal post

It's Sunday, again.

I admit i have been drinking alot this month, for some reason I'm not so sure. Sometimes i really can't decide what should i do. Do you guys feel this, you will never get what you always wanted, and the other way round. Yan sui bei fa zui. This sentence is taught by my mom, and it's damn right. I think. Angelina, everyone's driving her around, and not filling her up back for me. Hope they understand, that im living in a tight budget, please bei siusiu pok min ngo and feed her sometimes. Everything also Angelina, this angelina, that angelina. haih........

Stress... again, i'll smoke it away right-a-way.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Im a piece of shit so smelly u can smell me before i shit myself out

Im tired. very. my arabica beans is so bitter it matches my life. To add the sadness, i've ran out of cigs. The song "Mr.Brightside" is playing on my damn lappie. Thanks. Im Mr Brightside.

Stress is flooding my life and i gulped it all down with a single bottle of beer. always. explains my belly? But it's ogay~ A babe just said I grow fat and thin very fast. Macam boleh adjust wor. Lolx.

I don't know what i should do sometimes.. get serious or perma SAMPAT ( -_-ll ) ? Too sampat, peeps complain, too serious, people say i emo. So? anzhua?

Besides stress, i feel that many, not many, around 2-3-4 orgs, i think, sudah misunderstand me. But, FTS, im ignoring and playing along.

Was going in and out Klang for the whole week and i went the wrong way home today and it took me an hour plus to reach muh crib... i sang throughout the whole journey. *clears throat*. Sad that i missed futsal. Uhhhhhh... another long day at Klang tomorrow.. the only thing i look forward is the Bak Kut teh... really imba-ly nice.

Sometimes i wonder have i really let go off everything completely clean bling bling shinning shinning? what the fuck does this suppose to mean? Been hearing songs from the A-years and it really reminds me loads of stuffs, normally i skips it, but now.. i hear it over n over again and think of everything again and If this that then now i like this . Ming ge lah ming ge lah~~

Many has walked in and out, some still lingers around, some i want them to stay but i talk no action and some just stay and i FTS. I desperately need a get-a-way to the bitch with muh beaches. I need a ala japanese tan and im already planning my new ink. Nice.

Everyday i wake up with a shitty-shit crappy feeling and leaves the office with nothing to look forward to. I think it's time to find someone to end my misery. D cups only. Please. Thanks.

=/

Saturday, July 18, 2009

I got a peelin'~~

Thursday night - a good good night.

Friday morning - 3 hours of sleep, straight off to work.. still smell like a freaking empty beer jug.. rushed to work... luckily am not late AGAIN... as usual.. i fell asleep when i was looking at those quotations.. was replying a mail and i TER-slept and my finger was on the keys.. and it goes like this...

Dear all,

Attached is the price change lisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss



when i woke up i was like "WTF!" lolx

off to klang during lunch. and that bitch was yacking non stop, felt like slapping her. cheebye. u're not in my department, please dont bitch around in front of me. i know what to do.

Friday night - good good night. a night with beers & friends never fail to make me, us hebi. second half was better!

=)

Monday, July 13, 2009

Addicted

Finally, i've something i really like, Ping Pong! roar! Really into it~! Played it after work today till 9:30pm, imagine how friggin addictive it is! I don't know how to describe it, try it, and you'll know. Will be freaking frustrated at first, the ball will be flying everywhere and you won't be able to control the ball's direction, picking up the ball is all you do at first, but when u mastered it, you'll love the game.... you'll see the ball screwing everywhere~ HOHO!

Eventhough im still noob at it, but i get to tapau my kawans and brag about it! heahea!

Desperately need a friggin teh ais now... exhausted and tired, was asleep around 10 plus but woke up at 12... i really dont know what time im going to bed...

3 am.. still stoning watching vids from youtube... wtf... i just cangkuk makan makan manggis..kampung style loving it.. the best thing is... ALONE! arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sunday, July 12, 2009

69 Point + Ping Pong ~!

Fuuuhhhhh!! its been a long time since i touch the ping pong bat~ the last time was the week after Penang trip.. got addicted to it since I got contact with it in Penang~ Brilliant game. Eventhough im noob at it but im enjoying it!

I learnt how to hold the bat the right way today and im hitting the balls right right now! Thanks to Gwan, im improving, a lil. SORRAY IF IM A BURDEN, but at least we got a winning streak! hoho!

Ping pong is as addictive as mahjong and time really flies when you're so into it and you never ever will feel like stopping until you need to attend something really urgent, like dinner!

I think we stopped playing after 3 hours of laughing and shouting in the ping pong room! And we chung-ed all the way up to 69 point (look out point). Dinner and stuff was not bad, the best thing was the air there, fresh, fresh and refreshing. The hill-view of KL city is quite breath-taking actually, sorray i never seen other countries', im a jakoon. I don't give a damn as long as im hebi. The best part is, we did nothing but we enjoyed every moment of it up there, chuisui-ing about nearly everything, chilling, drinking, smoking = godlike. It's a good way to wrap up my Sunday rather than just plain yamcha/takei/beer-ing. Usually i'll just stay at home & dota my night away, but things change, peoples do too. Im blogging, can you imagine?

I really don't know why i started blogging again, i left this site alone for quite some time and now im putting it back ito my life. Sitting in the backroom, all by myself, sipping my sweet Sampoerna, blogging, listening to some music, makes me happy.

2:34am, I've this weird feeling about this time. Everytime i check the clock, it's always 2:34am, in office, it's always 12:34PM. Maybe theres a meaning to it, hrmm hrmm hrmm. I really need some beers right now, arghh nvm, im sticking to my fucking Bailey's for now. Nice. Really nice. Feels like im chilling in Lunar Bar now. HOHO.

It's sad when you talk to your own blog. I better stop doing this for now.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Sorry, did i stepped on your fucking bitch tail?

Did i? sien.. already try my best to not create any conversations etc with you, you still point your gun at me? seriously, did i licked ur pussy? Why me? find someone else please, because the day i burst out is the day u fucking die, i swear i will make you cry with my words, please don't think i shut up means i easy to bully ok? Maybe im too sensitive, or its you don't know how to think, either one. you bitch, please mind your own business, i dont need you to crap my shit out alright? you don't have to add whatever people say and point it as if its for me. do you read me? settle your own things before you step into other peoples'.

I have enough cheebye people walking into my life, and i rather YOU to fuck off instead of the others, reason, none.

Enough of these craps.

Let's talk about something happier....

Had a great night with great peeps in Phuture last night, bad starting, ended great.
wow.... that's it?

Why the bad stuffs has more than 5 lines and the good stuffs.. one line? does this reflects how "happy" i am? hrmmm.

Sunday morning, 6 AM, restaurant city-ing, how interesting. Hate sundays. reminds me of monday. and fuck, im starting to get bored of my job, like before where at one point, im bored of her and felt very happy sending her off back hometown. hrmm.

I've been hearing weird sounds around me right now which made my goosebumps pop out, but im still not planning to sleep. maybe its my grandma trying to shoo me to bed..... strong wind blowing outside and i can hear my neighbour's wind chime ringing non stop and that adds to the scary metre. loving it. my balls just shrunk for a minute just now and i smoked it away. its bigger now. am i crapping too much? sorry for wasting your time reading this blog/post, i didn't ask you to read it.

Im not expecting readers and im not trying to brag about my new bags and stuff in here, i just feel like writing some of my imba stuffs down.

Im getting fatter for some reason and i don't know whats the reason. i feel that everything i say in every paragraph doesn't connect.

Im trying to make this post longer so i can waste you idiots' time. sorray~~

Nothing interesting happened lately and im starting to get bored with my life, i think i need something funny to do everyday instead of looking at the monitor day and night. I need lotsa things. a haircut, a nice one please. a new job, with hot colleauges please. an auto petrol refill car, if theres one hoho.some new statement TEES, gonna get it tomorrow, i hope, if im able to wake up on time. and yeah.... my dear accoustics, with an amp PLEASE.

alright, my eyes starts to dry and i think its time to sleep.

before i forget, if YOU're reading this, i've seen your recent pictures. and you look exactly like a ghost. please do something about it. I know it's not my problem, im just worried~~~ hauhuahauhauhauhauhuahua~~ seriously * still laughing* i really want to know where the hell on earth did you get that inspiration to put on make up THAT way honey~ you tried too hard to look good till you look like an expired food baby~ =) alright alright~ i just asked someone to mind their own business and im doing it to other people~ gosh *dumb blonde accent* im bad~~ oh my god~~ *exagerrated dumb blonde accent* and please stop refering to dictionaries when you're blogging with those fan-SAYy words to put so your blog looks good and the blogger sounds smart. WOOPSAYY~~ sorry if im too guai lan. it's in my blood.

P/S: i've shipped everything back to you, without the ship.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

My neighbour's new tactic.

Dear tuhan, what have u created and why did you letak that bitch beside me? Shes totally nuts. She's got a new tactic to irritate us. FULL BLAST VOLUME GUAN YIN KING. zzzzz. seriously, its fucking loud until u can hear it from 3 lorongs away, i swear. Don't believe please come and visit.

Just moments ago she kisiao-ed again. Because theres a car parked in MY, i repeat MY, AKU PUNYA, WO DE, NGO GEH, WA EH, NGAI KE, house. She slammed the door until my windows shakes, the bass of the songs shes playing creates an artificial earthquake in my house, her voice resembles the roar of the lion. Old Bitch. What the fuck is wrong with her!? shes crazy! someone help!?

does anyone know her son? or her relative, or anyone. Help me, help us.
We had to tahan all these nonsense for another year before we shift to our home sweet home. arghh. mother fucker! if i had a chance, i will put itching powder on her tits and put on boxing gloves for her, i will cut away her favorite cartoon section on her newspapers, i will fax her an empty paper, and if i had a gun, i'll blow her nipples.

Im sure most of my friends know and experienced how mother fucking crazy is my mother fucking bitch neighbour, sorry bout all the vulgar words, normally i dont swear. LOL.

She's nuts. Shes scaring my mom, and provoking me & my siblings. We gonna kill her one fine day. Im gonna barbeque her husband's scrotum.

One fine day.............

Lil bit, lil bit, a lil bit in love wid you

Damn right~! Im not enjoying certain things as much as i do before. Now i have this fucked up attitude where I, most of the time, don't gives a fuck no more. My balls are growing. Period. Not towards girls, other things. I still blush when i talk to girls that im not close with. Am i cute? ok enough of this crap.

Friday, always a good day for everyone, in your mind, you'll be thinking where will you be tonight this that. Was driving my dear Angelina back from work, my favorite song was playing i remembered, i was head banging in my car i remember enjoying the ride with Angelina, i was about to reach home... i reached this junction, I was on the straight road, and this mother fucking blind fuck asshole four eye-ed bastard driving a fucking BMW 5 series white colour number plate WSA 1313, chung-ed out from no where. I jammed the brakes and tyre screeching, partly drifting, im stoned, and bang! i threw my shades and the lenses was flying everwhere (yea it broke). i parked aside.

Im on berserk mode. I got down from my car... i shouted "LEMAGAHAIYAR LEI MANG GAR? NIAMAHAI LEI SIK MM SIK JA CHE? LEMAGAHAIYAR? SEI MANG HAI? LEI TAI MM DOU NGO GE CHE AR? LEMAGAHAIYAR!!"

translation : your mother's pussy, you blind ar? you know how to drive? your mother's pussy? you can't see my car coming? your mother's pussy!"

I scolded non stop remix like im reciting the Guan Yin's "king". My dear angelina, "face lift-ed"
I shouted at the bastard.... "YOU MOTHER FUCKER". and he replied "dont say like that...."
i gave him an auto reply "ABO? WHAT THE FUCK YOU WAN ME TO SAY? LEMAGAHAIYAR" I can see his face was in Gan CHeong Spider mode.

He then offered me to fix my car at his friends workshop nearby, and i did not stop scolding until i left the scene, even at the workshop, i dont know why, i was shouting to his friends, which is the foreman, " macauhai lei ge friend is a sohai! macauhai dont know drive want drive so big car??!?!?" I think back now... i felt like a friggin lala zai... really on berserk mode, everyone was looking at me and i did not really give a fucking damn. At that time, i was so fucking angry even my shirt was smoking.

Monday... my Dear Angelina will be hospitalized to do a surgery on her face.... i will not be able to see her for 3 days....im gonna miss going to work with her... yamcha sessions... haih..........ANGELINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

ok lets not talk about her anymore... im so sad enough.

to add the sadness.. im doing nothing on Sunday. Blogging, like a dumb blonde wannabe *wooopppsssssssssss* do u feel it mother fucker!!!!!!!!

Monday's coming in a few hours time, loads of work... waiting to be done.... Im so fed up with Excel files filled with millions of figures... quotations.. im tired of picking up calls..... im tired of reading emails, not to mention replying them.........

I think i need someone to ask me "how are you" sometimes. it feels great, no matter how hard, strong you are, you need it. admit it.







Thursday, July 2, 2009

Im so gay i sweats glitter~

obviously im too bored.. never had real fun since i started working. life has gone to another chapter named "Hell". basicly, you're working for nothing. you work and 80% of your pay goes to something lovely called COmmitments~

no more clubbing once a week, no more pubbing few days a week.. and sadly no more hebi days. God's treating me so unfair i once thought im his anak luar nikah. ok im not trying to complain but listen peeps. i never get wat i want since i was a kid. now im all grown up and im still neglected by Him. is he putting me into a test? or everyone's in it and im just being a wussy?
I've worked like a dog, hurt-ed like a mofo and im still going strong.. now. what's next?

everything's so neutral now, nothing actually makes me feel excited, happy, nor sad. Im only tired. always. especially in the office. my seat is like the baby cradle. my computer is like the toy hanging on top of the baby cradle to make the damn baby sleep soundly. Waking up is hard to do, sleeping is impossible too. at night. I slept in my office's toilet so many times i can't even remember whether the ratio of me going to the toilet to pee and shit more or to sleep..more.

I really miss the days where i stumble and fall and vomits on the way home after a imba night out with the pubbing kakis. everynight receiving calls, an informal invitation to the respected pub. pulling out money like adding curry to ur nasi kandar, "suma taruk..lebih lebih lebih" dats wat i always tell the macha during lunch. and den after makan... u start to complain.. "lemagahaiyar.. so expensive". same situation.

Seriously im in a very dangerous situation where i laugh at myself. i do silly idiotic things and laugh at myself. i even laugh at my own jokes. my brain is so filled up smtimes i crap so much my siblings think im irritating. to avoid all these from happening... the birth of "Smeagung.. Smeagol.. Agol... smoking agung...crazyguitar man... and karate kid" occurred. i made it as my msn DP to entertain peoples and of course myself. self satisfaction.

Besides all those craps.. been playing the guitar again... singing to myself and sometimes i fell asleep while hugging it... to me.. i think it's a good thing that I am able to make myself laugh.. im not crazy.. im just a lil unwell.

Being single for a year plus is not a bad thing. I notice that i've more time for other things, friends & family, and i get to know more girls without getting a jentik on my cute ears. The only thing im not satisfied is my friggin big tummy. some of my pants is so tight i thought im wearing cosplay latex rubber leather (you name it) pants. that really drives me crazy and made me jog the park after work and i washes my own car so i can sweat and , im able to save some money and spend it on other better stuffs. hrmm. cigs , beers, t-shirts. sweet.


this blog is left untouched for so many months due to lazy-ness and tired-ness. and i dont think anyone gives a damn since theres only 2-3 readers and 1 of them is me myself! *emos*

i've been reading many peoples blog and i learnt smthing. blogs need pictures. blogs entries are ended this way, kindly refer below.


oops~ it's time for my beauty sleep peowps~~ =) off to bed before my shopping spree at KLCC tomorrow~~ weeeeeeeeeeeee~~ tatasssssss~

orait, my living room is filled with glitter coz im sweating.