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Fatigued.

It’s been ages since I’ve blogged , out of a sudden somehow I’m having this urge to blog. All started will an abnormal life of me during this holiday. I’ve been living like a vampire, staying awake during the midnight and respite during the day. But this time I’m more than just an ordinary vampire, I stayed awake during the midnight and went out once the sunrises. Thanks to Kenton and my brilliant idea, I headed to Kenton’s crib at 8 and went Mid Valley at 11am. I’m having bad instinct about this incredible plan once we reached Mid Valley. It all started with my stomach which happens to grumble. From that second I grasp the fact that I’m gonna bang my own balls. Constantly entering the toilet till my legs feeling numb but this didn’t help my stomach to stop the ache. I’m facing my major breakdown due to the pain I’m suffering and the exhaustion mentally and physically. The only cure of all these are having a sight of her and hold her in my arms, I strongly believe this would at least help my emotion to clam down and distract all my pain. I couldn’t bear with it anymore and decided to go back home and have a good rest. Once I reached home I started to puke like a waterfall and continuously banging my own balls inside the toilet, certified la Food Poisoning. We were messaging each other then she stopped, I wanted to let her know my condition but I don’t even have the energy to hold my phone. Shortest greetings from her would make my day less miserable. Till I finally broke down and slept like a dead corpse. Sleeping to me is a cure to everything but this time exceptional, I don’t feel any better after I’m awake. I reached my hand to my phone realizing there’re tones of messages and miss calls, without hesitation I quickly look at the messages searching for her name. After reading her message I smiled and having this sweet pleasure. Some may ask why don’t you blog about something mean to you more, something more memorable or occasions about your life. Those maybe are my everything but to me she’s even more.

200km babyy .

I’m fucking lazy larrr, anyhow I’ll try to blab out what I did on Merdeka eve. Everyone of us had our most “memorable”celebration! Second day of getting license already rolling hard drove to The Curve. We planned everything like how China organizes Olympics 2008. Ended stoning, Heineken 1 bottle -_- and right after fireworks ended we quickly rush to the car and get out from that horrible people mountain people sea placeee!


Where our 200km journey begin, yes 200km why ? Cause we’re fucking lost lar mahai. We went so fucking many places WOI , stuck in the highway for hours. Fucking stress lor 7 lives in my bare hands finally, suddenly ended in KL -_- I need to send lilian back la maaaaahaii don’t play already laaaa where the fuck is this place laaa. Ended going back to Sri Petaling drop Kenton and Jason at PX, went all the way from SP to Taman Megah after dropping lilian at her crib I GOT LOST AGAIN ! Mahai lost twice in the same day somehow I roll here roll there find my way out. Chill awhile at Ajimal then headed back home.

My sister and her friends are drinking at my house so I joined them. Friday night was Bacardi Apple and Chivas Regal, Yesterday was Red Wine babyy ! Got wasted, 2 days straight hangover KO.

MerdekaRWARR !

No, not the national day it’s fucking obvious I’m not a nationalistic person. My sense of merdeka is Lesen Memandu Percubaan Malaysia.

Imbalance.

Relieved

The reason I’m starting a new blog is because realizing how insanely ridiculous my old blog posts are(lilian’s post exceptional lar of course). And of course I’ll try to update whenever I got interesting stories to blab out, here’s one.

Had my P driving license examination today, so as usual skip class. Everything went well until I receive my blue card it says MASA PENDAFTARAN 10.30-11.00, MACHAOHAI I reached there around 8 lo. It’s okay I don’t have a choice anyway, sat down while waiting and realize pretty girls are not extinct yet man I saw this chic with huge huge huge you get what I mean. Like mahai I never seen anything as big as hers lo moreover she got the looks wei the alwaystakingonthespotlight that kind. While staring at her, perverted side of mine visualize me singing this song with my boxer with my tv remote ;

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.r jugs
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.r jugs

Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.r jugs


But then leh got distracted by elephants dinosaurs and buffalo.___. Situation with chics and without make big big difference why? Time flies.



First stop, on the road everything went well there’s nothing to be afraid of since they need money to drink teh teh. Second part is where my balls shivers with my legs waited for almost 2 hours my tense increase every minutes count. When I get in the car test the hand brake test the clutch everything’s find and set to go. Uphill first whenever the car tremble my balls also follow tremble, everything went well so as the parking and 3 points turns. Fucking relieved lor horr ?

Ahh and and
MV anyone ? ; )