When they run out of ideas,

they'd literally build anything, even a tit. lol wtf.

In the 21st century

Meditating is not sufficient for you to reach God. You need a handsfree as well.

I could have been a singer.

Was clearing out files when i saw this report card which is actually just a piece of paper.
A further look at the comment the Music teacher gave me, i believe he was trying to say that
... I would have been someone like Justin Bieber if Youtube had existed back then.

Collectors alert!

You want?

The test had made me pregnant, but that's okay.

I woke up on the last day of the exam and felt nauseous. And then i realised i had not been menstruating for a month, which means..Yes. I am pregnant. wtf.

The pregnancy made me late for the exam and when i got in the whole room was looking at me like they've never seen a handsome guy before, not like that they never seen me before, probably just not enough i guess.

Anyway, the crazy part came after the examintations. Met up with qianglin and asked paul to join in. Went for chilli panmeee. =D and then to the batting cage at One Utama and for bowling. Then, the awesome part came. We went to the Ampang Look Out Point without a map! Pretty cool huh.

Took us approximately 2 hours to get there. Jam session and missing out the turns for five times included. haha wtf.

But everything was worth it. The whole city was shining back at you. Street lamps flickering. Car lights crawling. Buildings looked like as if a hundred of candles were lit up on them. And the air was so cool that my hotness actually faded a little.
Man, ma guitar's test in like 15 hours' time. But it still feels freaking awesome to get rid of all the papers on the wall. =D

p/s fyi, i have never experienced menstruation.

McMahatir™

Was browsing through facebook when i came across this. So unrelated. Mcdonald's and Mahatir. oh wait.


Don't want to get caught by the ISA cause i still have an A2 test to finish. So, i'll let you guys do the imagination lar. hahaha. wtf.

The Epic Battle.

The last day of college worked it's way into the heart and unleashed the sentimentality within each and everyone. People were hugging along the corridors, taking pictures with all the people they had stalked for the past 18 months or so, the stalkers smiling like they've never smiled before and the stalked ones with forced smiles on their faces. Either way, it was a sad day.

But not for me and faris. He hated lard! How on earth could someone even hate lard when it's like the best food around? In the end, on that very fateful day, we came to decide that only a fight would bring the argument to rest.



In the end, Ganesh the awesome Indian came to the rescue. He strangled faris to death. Indians are so cool. wtf.

No malays or chinese were harmed in the making of the fight. And this post has nothing to do with race discrimination. And this is i think, a non-halal post, cuz it's got lard involved. Anyway, long live the Indians! XD

p/s this is faris's version.

If i am a mouse,

then the purple sheet under me would be a mousepad. wtf.

If i have abs.

Bui and Jenny said that i can never have abs. Because my face would not match my body then. So i tried to imagine myself with abs and here's a visualization of what you will get.

I think it's fine, no?

Bon Apetit!

If you people, whoever you are -other than those whom I see everyday- had not seen me for quite some time since the last time you saw me, whenever it is, it's because i was stuck to my trials.
Farrk you trials. you made me missed out so many good things. damn you. =)

Anyway, if you were to think that i have started to fall in love with my papers/books/notes, no. On the other hand, i have instead, fallen in love with...

eating sinfully sweet foodbrain food. wtf. haha.

So today, imma teach you guys how to make Damien's finger lickin good strawberriliciouschocolateysandwich ! =D

Get some crackers, some icecreamballs with chocolatepeanut coating, and strawberryjam.
Smear a tablespoon of strawberryjam over the cracker and then place the chocolateicecreamball on top of it.
Take another piece of cracker and put it right on top. Then all you have to do is to sandwich them together and press it hard so that the strawberry jam is flowing out of the edges.
Finish it up and lick the plate clean.

Now, back to making love with physics. =S

In desperate times and desperate measures.

There are times like this, on a very random day, that we come to realise that our hero - one to lead us, to guide us, and to stand up for us- may actually be among one of us.

To the hero, we salute you.

p/s i wonder why the hero looks so familiar. hmmm...

Happy tigerish chinese new year! =)

Getting flowers. Rm 60

Valentine's card. Rm 12.80

Delivery charge. Rm 40

Bribing sister from telling ma about this. Rm 100

Incident of sending flowers to the wrong house and having the girl to collect the flowers herself. Then learning that the recipient's an indian. Priceless.

Feeling so screwed up now. =(

Anyway, happy chinese new year! *roars*

Gorilla Rules!

Like the previous year, our college has this election for the board of student council. Just like the national election, only in a smaller scale. A really small one. Because the campus is not big.

Well, a week or so before the election, nominees start to put up their posters asking people to vote for them. And all over the place they had their posters stuck on.

By the escalator.

On the walls.

And much creativity was shown, where people compared themselves with Obama. And some even fused themselves with him.

Well, i am pretty sure this year was one hell of a competition, because there was a different species competing along the other nominees.

Yes. A gorilla that picks nose.

Hmmm...

Apparently, there is a lack of names for restaurants. XD

The land of CBs.

What does Kuantan has to offer?

Smoothest taufoofa ever;Best Pau in Malaysia;dried-salty-big-mouth fishes;And a lot of car number plates to keep you amused on the road. wtf.

CBs. XD

I want to be serious. Fail.

All the comments you guys left for the last post was great and real motivating! I really appreciate that. Seriously, i really feel like starting to be serious and do real serious posts here from now on. You get what i mean, no? No funny stuff. No mocking people. No more lame jokes. And then all will be about helping those people in need. Criticizing the government. Promoting world peace. Dedicating my blog for the greater good.

But, i don't think i can. Especially the part on no funny stuff and no lame jokes.

Why? Because at that very instant i finished reading nigel's comment of me being an angel's advocate, an image flashed before my eyes.

You tell me. If blogging is all about expressing one's thoughts, do you think i'd be able to suppress all these and just concentrate on blogging about the serious stuff?

Nah. I don't think so.

p/s sorry! if this picture hurt your feelings/mock your god/shows no respect for your religion. No offense. =)

Poach tigresses not.

And you ask why?! Look for yourself.


Poor tiger humping on a dead tree trunk.

Excuses for being absent.

Dearest teacher(s),

Please, can i not go back to school tomorrow?

I still don't feel like going because i haven't finished my homework yet. Not that i never did my homework through out the whole hols, but i need more time to do more revision. Oh, and didn't you receive my invitation card? I am going to get married tomorrow too!
Besides, I also need to save the world, you know. I am Super Prime. The world needs me.
I know all these sound shitty.

Fine. fine. At least do believe that it's the Jurassic Period.
Please, can i not go to school tomorrow?

Update: i got all the results for trials today. I really should seriously go fuck myself. I am such a big time sucker. Throw!

No. wtf is not vulgar.

The trials are gone. And i am a happy boy once more. =)

And i've got nothing good to blog and brag about.

So, i am going to tell you guys why is wtf not vulgar.

You might already have started to wonder with your mouth wide open thinking why it ain't so and. But it really is not.

As most of you have realised, i have got a little addicted to wtf recently. In almost every sentence of mine, wtf will certainly be there. Perhaps some of you people would have assumed that "OMG, ding's an effin rude boy!" But, hell no.

WTF is actually very much similar to OMG.

You use wtf when you are surprised like 'WTF?! Discounts up to 90%?" or "WTF, she is so pretty!" or maybe "WTF?! the food tastes like heaven!"

Omg sounds girlish. Wtf sounds more boy-ish.

Also, WTF happens to be the answer to all questions.

'What do you think about the picture?'
'wtf.'
'Is the food good?'
'wtf.'

You see, somehow wtf just fits in correctly, doesn't it? hehe.

You know why? Because wtf stands for Walao Terribly Fantastic. hehehe.

But sometimes, on rare ocassions, wtf still retains its original meaning.


p/s If you think the last picture had just made your day, tell me and leave your email add. I am just too happy to forward the email to you. lol wtf.

Killing the space.

Hello, people.

These few days have been quite some shitty days. My wallet is like the waterfall, flowing endlessly because of car accidents which i will post about it real soon, i promise.

I've got a lot of new posts drafted out in my brain. And i need the pictures to complete them to publish them out in here and in the mean time, the one holding the pictures is not online. So yea. Real soon, people. I promise again.

Well, this post is not going to end like this tho. At least, you can feast your eyes with these. hehe. An indian hot chick.

A look closer and...

WTF?! hahahahhaha.

i know i am an arse. but wtf. lol. XD