ive been shagging. too tired to do things. my routine is like early on 5 morning call. bathe. off to work. work. work. home chill entertainment. blog? sleep and it repeats. need some run. its been a long time. yawn-ness days. and i want to play balls. dayme.

im on a verge to a budget lifestyle. talking about cars already got me tempted. save. save. save for the phuture.

todays talking point during break was them ghosts. and then came this part:

...ehh korang tak seramm ke nanti bilerr dah kahwin tinggal dua-duaans, abehhs rumah sunyi sepi bilerr malam,

aku aperr lagi lari rumahh mak aku balik uhh bilerr isteri tgh berdengkur, hahahahaha. siakkens.

ok lahh we were trying to occupy them stressful times with crap sheits. and darts. and we played games during work.

and i got this from khairuls blog: cool guys get cool girls, nice guys get nice girls. cool and nice guys get awesome cute hot girls with an attitude(ok from cute onwards was an addition from me). fuhh awesomeness if its true. hehh.

i miss you too.

Peace

fcuking sheit. i missed the Brazil match. i thought of crashing over to wans house but end up waking up at 0530. dayyyyyyyme. miss them popcorns.

so yesterday,

we did the most memorable job ever. a produce that has to be sent to America for animal testing. and we hit the jackpot. lets all hope the experiment will be a success and the animals safe. and supervisor treated us well and im still full now.

ay yo who was that, ohh hes just a friend.

Peace

tee nee nee nee neet nee neet nee nee neet. tee nee nee nee nee neet tee neet neet neet neet. i got this feeling.

ok im bored. and im trying to move around the clean room with only my hands and rollers.

Peace

ok fcuk. it needs approximately 10mins to have this page of creating posts to be loaded. something something nasty in the programme i got to prey on and wipe it out. (ohhh blogger were having fixes as i had this sentences typed out).

and im deterioting my eye bags by using the lappy in the room with the lights off. im worsening my lenses. and my back is breaking with this cheapskate IKEA chair. dayme. should have bought them expensive ones.

titanic 2, like what the hell. Oprah criticises hip hop. Monks are not allowed to cheer during the world cup. and 2000+ taps(ezlink) for last week winner of ipod mini. wtf. dahh tak nak main uhh gini maciam.

ok so now im enlightened that Zinadine Zidane is muslim. Toure too.

and im trying to have the bandwith loosen up for the song that i just loaded in. guess it didnt work out. man man laii. now i do sound like an introvert obnoxious geek blogging. i should wear pink. thatll sound nice-r. i guess.

dum dum bam bam. interlude.

and now report for todays work, since supervisors came in late and i had no proper screws for the machine. my mate and i went online to search for local contests and promotions. we got into creative zen and nearly into the video ipod. may the best man win. and since we finished the job(sebenarnye slacking) early, my other mate plus me went on a drama show. it was helluva fun. the end. too bad we didnt record it. plus we did some chaotic moves on msn messenger. thanks to those who participated.

the end.

Peace

dayme the moneys in the bank on a constant drop. ill eat bread from now on. and stop chilling out. arghh bills. maciamm manerr nak kahwin cam gini. hahaha. siakkens.

asdfadfjlkadsjflasdflkadsjkfjladsjfa. heres some random pictures to brighten up your random days:

am bored. tomorrows internships. ill yawn and do my work. and get allowance thats enough for me to buy a new pair of nice dopey air force ones. i feel like playing soccer all over again during those primary school days.

goal goal goal. terus kojol.

kartelo-hello. bye.

Peace

haaa. my favourite, always visited link from today onwards. ahh sheits it scuks not to have cable(ok so now im trying my best to tap in broadcast into my room, i can dream on i guess. bahh). bilerr mahu tgk match ramai-ramai bebs. mendakkkkkkkkk. btw, referees were so cool with the mic attached to them ears. play on! and i feel so awkward after realising im shouting and cheering like no ones business in my room, in the middle of the night. like any other mom would say: ehhh memekak lahh.

i didnt know 171 went thru bukit panjang. anyways cool sleepy ride. and i forgot what i did today. chill chill and more chill.

ill be your bestfriend, sweet.

Spread the Peace

dum dum dum. drum and bass pumps up adrenaline(testosterone too) hormones like theres no tomorrow. oomph.

this machine was like vertical. then wan was leaning on it when the supervisor came from the back with hands stretch also leaning on the machine. and there. the classic gay pose. hahahaha. how was it? good? he commented(on the production thingy lahh) hahahaha. kekeks.

5 more weeks and im back to school.

US should not have make it a big issue on bombing Zarqawi with F16s. itll just boost the morale of terrorism. i guess.

anyone care for a date to mcdonalds on late nights? i wanna watch world cup!

adik tengok singapore idol semalam? *nods head* ahh rahimah rahim tuhh anak sedara makcik. ok ahh cik, kirim salam kat dierr ehh.

Peace