macam macam insert here.


Saturday, March 25, 2006

i was shouting instead of teaching them. and them secondary school kids. i thought they were primary. ahh. and that was regarding the two day event.

i need SEAL points. maybe i drop down orientation day. camwhoring. and get some lecturers to give me points. hahha yeahh chicky dance. ill be hiding in em bushes. snapping silently. paparazzi bebehh.

20 more. 20 more.

after typing out that report. oh mann. i think we should all be thankful. for what we are. for them educated parents we have. alhamdulillah.

why does everyone look so cool. while im sweating oh so profusely at the bus stop. berpoloh-poloh. i do not know why. nervous maybe. but what? dripping non stop.

ok i need a job.

and ive always been a listening ear.

posting photos now suc with blogger.

and and. the headline on todays malay paper. i think they should remake and retitled the 'hanyut' programme. mann i guess it just worsens the situation. although theres some good impacts in there.


i missed the APM. dayme.

JePeaceeim

Friday, March 24, 2006

ok the photos for both days:








jyea jyea. the tak leh angs moment. woohoo.


Damai. They tricked me for Dunman.








yeahh. *soothing sounds*.


i dunnoe why they like me so much. haha prasann ahh. sepet ohh. hidungku tidak senonoh.





ok class. the pants are unacceptable.


hes the true engineer yo. im serious.


they have to be streamlined to have that air flow. so you guys can fly high. yannum'mean?





dont get me wrong.


they got skills.





got my trusted bud here helping out. hahha yeahh hes got the vroom vroom license. dayme. and you girls dont get excited ahh. hes attached.








the moments.


ngantuk woii. free food is always nice.



ehh ignore some of them captions.

when youre thirsy. every consumable liquid is nice.

oh man the CAAS handbook was thick. aiite 3.2 ahh sebat blajar. mesti.

ok a report and essay. be back for some better updates.

Spread the Peace

Thursday, March 23, 2006

jurugambar pun jurugambar lahh.

ehh what does Brands Chicken Essence actually do? like what does it do to your interior system? aku main sebat jerr aper2 yang ader kat dapurr. sedap pulakk tu. fuhh.

ok so today was first day. and i couldnt use this trusted blogger system to post them pics.

irony.

so lets just wait for the second day.

ehh asam podehh. dayyme i could eat that till mucus... ok ill stop here. mom's hot. i mean her cooking with the black pepper and stuffs. i kept tearing having dinner today. favourite deyy.

i think ill catch a flight to Paris and have dinner with Nicole. dayyme.

eh mat. boleh mimpi ahh.






it reflects the character.

ok the photos were not part of the blogging system.

Love is just a four letter word that sung in melody.

Peace

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

yesterday was crap. hahahaha. not intending to post it here. ill prolly bring down em reputations. tak sangka lahh.

oh no scheldues hectic.

tomorrow. lets fly some rockets.

and let me fly with the Hornets. please.

hoping for the best.

ok something. taking it off while stocks last.

goodbye for now. so long.

Spread the Peace

Monday, March 20, 2006

hmm. http://www.hiphopkaraokelondon.blogspot.com/

Peace

Friday, March 17, 2006

gahh. they all went national service. i felt somewhat a loner.

and nothing much uhh. i hate my piece. maciamm budak budak nyer keje uhh. working on it. ehh that guy look like 12 years old lahh. i lookd 15 though. we stay being heartlanders. till the perfect time comes.


hello. same spot ahh. haha.

pose(r)s for the day.

i saw a c_ _ _ e. i stared at the _ u _ i _. that _ _ t _ _ stared at me back. i winked. she winked. and then. nothing interesting happen lahh.


tak sama k. tak sama.


dayme. its hot out there. making me deodorants useless. bau k. more photos call me.

you know this word lazy.

educate me.

lets dont call em robots. mechs are dope.

Spread the Peace

Thursday, March 16, 2006

yes, finally i found something.

why do locals hate banglas foreign workers so much? they are the ones who keep the country clean. and you go smack them head whenever your moods down with em. eh deyy, they dont have that slave mentality and theyre intellectual somehow. and do own handphones. Singaporeans. aiyohh. wah lao eh smack smack head. kan dah kene police.

what if?

Peace