Bleh

I hope blogging during lectures is not gonna be a long term habit or anything. At least bloggin in lectures is better than not going for them at all no? Or falling asleep in them for the matter.



Oh yeah

Almost started laughing like a motherfucker in my Mechanical Design lecture. God bless Harian Metro and their headlines. Their sakit puan/tuan ( gynae/urologist) columns are freaking hilarious too.

Le Petit Blanc in Birm is overrated. Nothing particularly French OR remarkable about the food. I can probably make some of the dishes with 10 pounds worth of shite from Tesco and cooking while scratching my ass and digging my nose.

Expect more of such random entries when Bull-SODDING-dog finally sets up the bloody broadband in 157 Broomfield. Its kinda hard to just dole out this crap between my semi-nomadic goings-about. Au Revoir bitchaz!

"You good niiiice.."

-Someone who's been having a lot of poignant moments of articulateness of late

"You know your wang is big enough to have a gravitational field of its own when three different bottles of bath products fall off three different shelves right on your morningwood when you're having a nice morning shower. Ouch."

Tuesday, 10/10/2006 16:30hrs

Good god this is the most boring lecture on earth. A two hour stretch of vibrational dynamics. Nasib baik I brought my lappie along I tell you. At least now I can catch up on some MAJORly overdue blogging.

Anyhoo…

Yeah I’m back bishes! I’ve been keeping a little jotter with scraps of what to blog about – rants, fun stuff, and just totally random utter cock. Don’t think I’m gonna smack it out all in one shot though – unless you want to read an entry as long as War & Peace.

Why haven’t I been blogging? Well over the last two weeks standard 1^st term madness la – the asswipes at Bulldog have been faffing around with our broadband even tho Tecks applied for it like a freaking month ago, and between skittering off and on campus sorting out all those little things that need sorting out.

What about the freaking entirety of summer you say? For some reason, I didn’t end up hunched over my computer in the middle of the night with the urge to write all too often. This was a super-bumming, super-partyin , super-lepaking summer.

Best. Summer. Ever.

My justification for totally blowing out this summer without a job, internship or anything else that resembles productivity? Last summer would have been my last completely free summer – I already budgeted my 3^rd year summer for internship whoring. Well there WAS my super-deep reading list, but the books I shipped back only came like with barely a month to spare.

All in all, yeah. It was a helluva summer.

Sotong goreng udang goreng limau ais kosong deepfried wontons lala goreng hartamas square makbul rhasta loft cynna zouk frangi laundry jogoya pink tigers + shaking cars irritating friday prayer sermons antsy parents weddings weddings weddings PGL:The Musical Mariza live at the MPO security guard ninjary more ninjary jazz fest klang seafood kiara hill walks *PHEW*

Oh and deserving of another one-breath-rollout of its own is the Singapore trip.YESH I finally made good on my promise to hop on a coach and roll down under to meet up with you lovely people.

Clubbing j.walker+vodkabeenas shitfaced sentosa beach volleyball Frisbee bugis junction paragon takashimaya heeren geylang changivillage hor fun makansutra esplanade more eating in geylang lau pa sat.

And almost all that in 24 hours, mind you.

..of lecka lecka and open toilets

zomfg waris your bro is finally married. how?

Is Klang seafood really worth gettin lost for almost 2 hours? hmmn

..and the winner for randomest sign ever..

Tabbouleh, harira, tagine and moroccan rice. Nyahaha

Best hor fun ever. In Geylang. ( Pun fully intended)

I sucked major ass at beach volleyball

Just a *dash* of camwhorage

MMm pretty souless clinical architecture. How very Singaporean.

The folks holdin down a 9to5. Can you spot the students/unemployed?

Espla-nahd, Espla-neyd. Wotevaaaa

Don’t worry I’m still listening in to the lecture.

Don’t think I should go on much further lest I risk knocking you all down with amar shock – especially if I didn’t manage to see you in summer eh? It’ll be like 3 months of silence then hellLLLoooOO *talk talk talk spit spit spit* So I’m gonna top this of with a buncha select quotes that I managed to jot down this summer.

“Hahahaha tits and fighting. What else would a guy want? Unless its fighting tits. “

- W.A, on DOA the movie

“That’s cos everyone wanna fuck and they know they gonna fuck .”

- W.A, on why gay clubs have a better party vibe than straight clubs. Yes neither of us are gay. Well yours truly anyway – heh.

“Mmm, sexually aggressive choreography”

- me, a Homer moment after seeing the Buttons video for the first time

“Mmm, sexually aggressive choreography”

- Probably what that mark-ass fool Rais Yatim thought too when he finally learnt who the fuck PCD were.

“What happened to my name?”

“Oh I made it into a loaf of bread.”

“Mmm karipap breath…..no…wait crap its pussy breath”

- unattributable, WTF?

“What do you get when you but 50 lesbians and 50 politians in a room together? 100 ppl who dont do dick.”

- Anonymous

"Imagine all the worst parts of the Bible that you have ever heard, multiply these by ten, and then pretend it's real.”

- Overheard, on the wrath of women,