im not wishing to run away. dayme.

the so called top secret lab. this is our so called office. so called. the white paints are killing me mann.

i guess ill turn this blogger to be a photo journal.

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lets hope i do good for the coming weeks to come.

...to be understood is to undestand all, to be loved, is to love with all my heart. with all my heart.

- Corporal Eugene Roe, Field Medic of 506th PIR, 2nd Batallion Easy Company

yep.

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yess. PAP won(to infinity and beyond) nee soon central. lets apply for bursaries now. woohoo. and yepp the potong pasir and hougang got owned while PAP so wishes to have that two constituencies work it up for upgrades and stuffs. dayme Workers Party is hot.

and dayme it was my last day at school, yesterday. sheit. im gonna miss em peeps there. and 12 weeks of all-white working cell. i need them lucks to make it thru. and now im stressing of whats going happen to me when the fresh new week begins in less than 48 hours. my heart(them hearts too) will now always be throbbing when its a call up for meeting, to make it worst im the team leader. and all eyes on me. pfft. ok enough of words, lets brighten up em dimples with pictures,

sexahhhy!

them hell riders

and for the 12 weeks ill be working with these trustworthy mates:

hes got the engine skills.

hes got the brains.

and dayme gon miss them socceru friday session with them. at least i had my last score:

the crowds are due to de-stressing in progress.

anonymously basic.

till next time fellas. ill be back.

bomb!

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"he dont send students here anyhow one", recapped.

one word. mampos.

and i didnt had time to get my shoes on upon leaving the workplace. if you were to be me. you really would not wish to face him everyday. and the expected work that we are supposed to do. yeahh its fun. but it took 7 hours to produce a total 100 grams filament. and we reached 60 grams. mind you its grams! plus the white paints. the manager. its mof'in high profile job. and i feel like a cheap labour. oh mann we didnt even get hold of an idea on making that machine. we were like the three stressful malays in the meeting room.

hahahaha. nasib baik pen aku tak dekat clean room. sikit punyerr takut siot. abehh nak step harry potter nyerr accent. mampos. yes doctor firdaus. ahahahahaha. muke stress ahh satu satu. tak sempat siot nak pakai kasot. serammmm.

enough about me, them political rallies were hot mann. workers party is fighting hard. even came up with those teenie weenie issues. let PAP win lahh. Mr Ong Ah Heng gave us bursaries you know.

the traffic jam was hot too. it was all the way from the highway till my doorstep. i can even set up my alarm clock for that. and count some hondas.

tomorrow be the last day at school and 12 weeks of...

mampos. helppppp! help! help!

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my phones scuking up like sheit. and the weathers killing me.

dude. yay for the com.

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i woke up this morning from this really bad dream, nightmare in other words. i was fighting off these mof'in huge black insects till the last one drops. scary sheit yo. i was sweaty all over. and then off i went for the routine morning jog before school.

ohh crap intro.

then the normal tapping of metric cards and switching on of computers. signing in msn. and then the supervisor called:

ahh sheit attachment! a huge sigh from all the comfy seat and cool blowing air-conditioner. i grabbed wann. and my CVD/CU mates were f'ing gave us that peace out farewells as we walked out the room(siot betul! kes nak halau itu maciamm). and then came in the best part. i felt like some rich kid uhh with the car ride to the workplace. hahaha. kejauhan hingga ke harbour front. and our workplace is the like topsecret-confidential-painted all white! seriously mann, i felt as if the X-Files theme song just started humming and drumming into the ears of mine as i entered the main room(yanum'mean?). and i felt men in black in their laboratory on the other hand. with so less equipments and wireless technologies and stainless steel tables. and 3 working staffs is called a company! woo yeahh im loving this job. we got our own room with a high end computer that has this large screen. theres msn too. yep. and im supposed to zip my mouth shut about the sheit stuffs we doing in the lab and research and stuffs. we're there just to have things arranged and modified into perfect conditions. and other than that, shhhh! anyway i would really like to thank, foremost my supervisor for this opportunity though. its really cool mann with them lab clothings. and the clean room. best! yang paling important skalik! dapat solatt uhh. alhmdlh. fuuhhhyeahhh!(aderr aku tanyerr makcik-makcik kat sanerr. haha). them scientists chickies(pandai gilerr nyerr) there are too hott mann. too bad theyre old. as in few years older than me.

ok, sorry for the diversion call. hehh.

and now wann and i be discussing about setting up business(future prospects mahh). hmm. i hope firdaus is in tip-top condition to join us tomorrow. you have to come bro.

daging tu terlalu sedapp uhh. lol.

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sheit. my handphones display screen is fading to black as in blank. then at one point of time it pops back normally. and i got no idea how the hell did it do that magic trick. and so just now i was guessing whos calling me. dayme. help buy me a new phone. ehh leceh ahh gini maciam.

and there were swarms of political party(!) members loitering at void decks waking me up at the earliest morning where i had a fruitful(wet maybe) dream. bahh nevemind. i wonder if there were flock of birds came flying in dropping off their payloads. PAP rules with them shelters they built. i think i want to go to school with that stick-up PAP lorry of theirs. it looks cool with those large loud-hailers. Undilahh Encik Ong Ah Heng!, and youll have lifts. why not legal walls. too bad i aint 21.

7-10 year old kids having ol fun in small groups at macdonalds aint a good thing without some supervision from parents. even it does not seem wrong but,

oh crapp.

maybe we'll be off to NUS tomorrow. sheit. and my handphone how?

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