E is for Excellent lar.

Well, this afternoon, i came home with much surprise to discover a letter from my college addressed to my mum. And then the world became so exciting. Without much hesitation, i pocketed the letter and rushed to my room. I tore the envelope apart, and *drumrolls* ta-daa! my long awaited results for my first semester exams.

Well, how bad could i do? I paid attention in class, did all the assignments teacher gave, never got distracted, stayed back after to do revision and never skipped a single class. Yea. How bad could it be?

All my results showed Excellents and Cools. So i am happy now. So happy that i can jump off any building right now.

And my mum got so happy with the results i think she's going to sing this song any minute right now very soon. yea.



If your mum doesn't know how to sing this song, do ask them to learn. It's very nice.

random ramble : I just watched a concert of the late MJ on tv8. He is such a talented dancer.

There's one move that awes me a lot other than the moonwalker. It's the one that he touches his bird bird part. He touches his bird bird and shake a little, he gets more than 10k. You touch your bird bird and shake like MJ, people say you hamsap. Wth.

p/s so many things has happened lately, that i feel like jumping off the building. and nigel, if you are reading this, do take care. will miss you dude. =)

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I look down upon the empty streets

like a grave,
like a grave,
mourning.

I hear the song that silence sings
like a ghost,
like a ghost,
whispering.

Let the light shine on you,
Fill the emptiness deep inside you,
And when the time comes,
like a star,
like a star,
start to glow,
before the dark sky engulfs you.

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today's the day
which was once of blossoming roses.
The wind came
and blew the petals away once more.

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p/s this is what sien-ness has turned me into. A man and his poems. Kanasai.

Happy Father's Day.

Yes. Dad.

Happy Father's Day.

I got lost in rearranging the many sentences i wanted to say to you.

Altogether, in other words, I love you Pa.

Thank you for everything.

p/s yes, this is a belated dedication to my pa, as well as a response to nigel's post.and if you really insist on reading the many sentences, ask me and i'll tell you.

Random stuff to kill the blank.

We lost. Don't ask.

hmm. yucky yucky?

I couldn't help but notice - a lorry full of kennysia's balls. The kids have all the safety equipments/tools they need. An airbag with a helmet. An autobot in disguise?

Guess.

Aunty Joyce and her beloved nephew.
Guess again.
(eh, people. the point is not the picture. It's the little gadget that holds the picture wei. )

p/s aunty J, you're in my blog! =) by the way, let the pictures do the speaking. If you think they make sense, no they don't. Told you this post is random.

My lovely neighbour.

As you all know, i live in a double storey terrace house. This means that i have plenty of neighbours around me. Yes. This is common sense, i know.

Well. Most of my neighbours are hot chicks Chinese aunties with daughters that already have children. They are the ones who make the neighbourhood lively with their nice and lovely singing as well as the sound of playing mahjong.

I am totally fine with them.

Then, there are Malays and the Indians. We throwshytateachothereveryotherday live together in peace and harmony and i think they are pretty nice people, well, typical and ordinary ones.

Until today.

I just realised i have a pretty neighbour living opposite my house. And he is gay. Which makes him pretty gay. Yes.He is half naked(that's fine actually.) has a hairband on his head, and walks around in his boxers.

And what to say, he is DEFINITELY the one behind the thick haze in KL.
His fetish must be playing with fire half naked. I wouldn't be surprised if one day his tits become dark black. Really.

p/s this is not some race discrimination thing. and this is not a homosexual discrimination either. This is about the effin dick heads that do not effin care about the environment.

Here they come.

*screams* *shrieks*Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh.........

The attack of the Semester-examinators.

I am scared. For the very first time.

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Random ramble: I won two tickets to the premiere screening of Blood: The Last Vampire. Again, i have to give the tickets away because of the effin semester exams. I hate bio.

Lame joke of the day: How to make a girl lam you? go sell lam mee.

p/s sadly, because of the pre-sem exam stress, this is all i got for this post. Do leave a lame joke and make my day. I'll need it badly for the next 6 days. Thank you.

F is for

1.Fine.

As in fine and not how-do-you-do-fine. As in saman, get it?

A fine day it was. And i walked out of school to discover...A fine of 100 bucks.100 bucks leh. Enough for me to eat zap fan for 20 consecutive days with a cup of iced chinese tea everyday.

And i was categorised as causing difficulties and obstruction when there was sufficient space for two cars to pass through the road.

And it was not only me, whole row of cars also kena. It's a conspiracy. DBKL don't draw the yellow line by the roadside, and then when you park your car there, they give you a fine. Clever leh.

They issue so many fines, but somehow, i don't see any improvements on the road either.

So, where do the money go? It goes into their mouth lor. You can't expect them to eat shat what.

DBKL really rocks. Just like how Malaysia does too.

2. Fuck.

Fuck you people who pissed me off so seriously that i have to post this up. Fuck you pretenders. Fuck you bitches. Fuck you all.

haha.

foo-wak.

p/s just feel like expressing myself. that's all.