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Thursday, November 30, 2006

It's an irresistible to blog whenever time permits to serve as an entertainment. Before gone for another holy 9 hours, surrendering to the bloody Scotts Lounge Hell, here comes me blogging with that :S face. Imagine it, ain't I so fcuking cute?


I seriously need some hard back motivation to push me to work. Oh my God. Now, there's Bombay, Beefeeter, Grey Goose, Wild Turkey, JW Red/Black Label, Chivas, Absolute, Gordons, Lemonheart, Jack Daniel's, Mount Gay and PLS FCUK ME CAN?

*And of course Tam will be handling that.







You know, the worse thing is not the aches at my legs nor the tiredness that's taking a heavy toll on my mind, but it's that they come together! Wa piang eh! So you see, poor me will be always visiting a Thai massage parlour which deals with outside menu services. So it's actually kinda great relaxation anyway.



PLEASE TAKE NOTE : I'm crapping about that massage part.







Some will still take it on the serious note about me visiting such places, disbelievingly. But they aren't to be blamed, because in the first place, why am I typing about such stuffs? Because the spoken speaks a thousand and they tell dignity in my words. And most of the time, people tend to believe every single thing they hear or say. 'Fuck lah' ; this is enough to hurt a person till he breaks down. We tend to speak without thinking, the more minor you think your words are getting you the consequences, the more the unexpected feelings you will stir in one's mind. Back to thinking about that, " It was just a Fcuk lah what, big deal meh? ". Man are sensitive. Speak what you mean, and your intention will be clearly seen.





Claps, for another rhyme other than the one I came up with in another chat. Inspiration are like thundering upon me every moment I seek for it nowadays. Good sign, that proves that I healthy.









There's something you'll need to know, and that's to clear your past away. And I'm here to help the very much I can.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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