She fucking hates me, La la la love!

That above song just makes me high everytime I listened to it.

Like serious fuck.
How can a song sounds so true.

So to those who had relationships that didn't last long enough for you to celebrate monthiversaries sitting at the void deck with blackforest Prima Deli cake in between you both.

Then shits happened and you found out one of her hobbies is hating you.

This song is for you.


So now,
Updates.

Well life has been pretty great to me.

I'm like officially known to my bunkmates as the jap-girl-moaning-sound-system.

Imagine this.

*Verdict A takes a pillow, lies on the bed and humps the pillow without any sounds,
Turbo-speed*

*Verdict B hides somewhere else and goes "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah",
To be repeated as necessary*

Yeah like that.

Although to me I sounded more like a puppy barking off a cockroach on the wall.
Well whatever makes them happy eh?

So yeap,
People beginning to like and accept me.
People beginning to hate and disregard me.

Balance of the Force?
You bet.

Of course I won't disagree that it's partly my fault,
I've really been an ass these past few weeks.

It's in the name, I guess.

-.-

Anyway,

Fasting month gonna come by tomorrow.
The month known to us famously as the month that

Bad bad evil ghosts handcuffed in the whatever world so they won't get a chance,
To appear behind you on a mirror in the night,
To have NDP fly-bys looking all emoshitmotherfucker scaring the living shits out of us,
Or even chilling around at places where Mr Tarzan will get annoyed knowing his hang-out place is occupied with mat-rockers wearing white.

And what more,
I'll be trapped in home team academy during this "omg-when-can-eat-sia" month.
To be awake by 4 am for the, umm, pre-fast (idk what they called sahur in english), at the canteen.
All the way to 10.30pm, lights off.

Oh God.
How can I ever survive like that.

Mind you we have physical trainings accompanying us the whole month too.

Oh God.

Please make a grain of rice feels like a plate during my pre-fast.
And don't get it digested so I'll be full till dinner.

So yeah bullshits aside,

My house is literally filled with relationships.
Kinda.

My he-also-went-through-ns-as-police uncle came and we had a chat about police life and shits.
He, posted to PCG (Police Coast Guard a.k.a waterboys) during his NS,
Tried to psycho me into changing my posting to PCG.

Heck.
I know it's like fucking relaxing and all.
Sleeping when not on duty and getting free cigarettes from smugglers of the sea.

BUT HECK,
3 MONTHS AT PULAU BRANI RECOURSE,
FROM GERMAN TO NIGGA WHO DOES JAY-Z HANDSHAKE.

NOOO FUCKINGGG WAYYYYYYYYYYY *echoes to hta waking my Officer up and shivers at the thought of what I can do if he dare put me to PCG*

I don't know if I've listed them before, but I already chose my postings.
You know those paper you get when you gonna chose which ITE after your N Levels?

Yeah.

Here's the who-lan-gonna-be-in-like-a-few-months-time.

Police Bandsman (March here and there with snare drum by my side)

NPCSO (Neighbourhood police post, come in, you can see me singing to The Strokes while doing paperwork)

Airport Police (Walk here and there with hopes of bumping into the infamous PuaCiBai, if you guys remember who he is, and jab his nose bridge with my T-Baton for treating me bad :/ )

Staff Assistant (Supposingly the suckiest post since it's more for the PES-C graders, but got computer. n umm mebbe me gonna download msnnn hehehehe)

There.

I guess that's all for now.
I yet to pack my bag up with clothes and a fucking load of biscuits and cup noodles.

One more kedai mamak in the bunk.
Heh.


*Walks out of the room singing*

She fucking hates meee.
Trust!
She fucking hates meeee.
LA LA LA LOVE
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings
Like I had none
And ripped them awayyy

No signs of guilt!
No feeling bad
OHH!


I just love feeling like this.
Huat ah!


Fasting In HTA = HOW SIA!?,
Lan

The sun is gone, Before it shines

Weather's been a bitch.

To rain so often during my bookout days,
Disabling me in going out to have fun,
Suddenly stopped as I went back in camp,
And let the physical instructors torture us time and time again under the hot sun.

Man, tell me how sucky that is.

Well nevermind that, not as if I had much plans to go for this weekends.

So yeah the highlights.


After failing my first IPPT due to 2.4km run. (I'm guessing I came at 13min plus since I happened to blacked out after completing my run and got to know I've failed)

After not taking my second due to that chest infection I was having for quite a long time.

I've passed my third and final IPPT.

I took my uncle's advice to keep in pace with the ones who passed 2.4km before.
So I marked one.
And left him behind in the 4/6 lap.
All the way and I got myself a satisfying 11.31.

*claps to myself*

But I'll never understood one thing that happened when I was on my finishing sprint.

Our F.I who supposingly doing the run with us to so-called motivate us,
The minute he saw me coming from behind, he turned to me and smile.
One fucking cheeky smile with teeth out a.k.a frez style

Disregarding the imaginations in my mind of him humping me from behind in my barracks' shower cubicle,
I just smiled and sprinted off away from him as hard as I could.

And wah-lah, I've suprised myself and them,
The same guy who have the most days of MC in the squad,
Looking like a pathetic weakling
Managed to get his job done.

So yeah with my IPPT done,
One lesser problem off the hook.

Well generally camp life has been getting better day by day.
While my fellow bunkmates discussed about sex and porns,
I played my part doing my trademark turbo-speed jap moans.

Soon my real self will spread to the whole squad,
And I'll return the favour of making them irritated instead.
Heh.

I just need to complete my gallery of them sleeping,
And get pictures-heavy here.
Hoping they still don't know that I bloody blog.

About them especially.

Heck I'm just too listless right now.
Nescafe suprisingly failed on me this time.

Oh and by the way,
Happy 5th to you both.
Hopefully you guys get your conflicts sorted out real soon.


At least I did shared some camp life finally,

So till next time.

----------------------------------------------------------------
In all that have happened,
With the fucked up season you've been putting me through,
Since day one, killing me time and time again
Remembering all the pain you gave to me

The positives in that has been coming to me now,
Knowing there's a brightside to everything,
The start of it might have put me through the worst phase of my life,
But in the end, it was just another test

So I thank you now,
For giving me opportunities to strengthen myself further
With the good memories to remind myself on how we were such a good thing
After all these years, my childhood dream was fulfilled spontaneously
With the pain, valuable lessons I have learnt
Oh how much it really gets me knowing I have become someone better

For whatever happened recently,
Believe me that I really felt regretful
Apologies I've given,
It's just up to you to what actions you wanna take

When the time comes and we went our own way
Remember me,
Cause' you'll forever have a big room in my memories

Hope you'll be happy the way you are now,
Take care hun.
----------------------------------------------------------------

(5:36 PM) fluff: Brandonfl:	the hub is gone, before it hubs

That doesn't make a hubbing sense faf.
Ahaha.


I love hubbing, do you?
Lan


Update 1.1,

Just when everything starts to get better,
Just when I can finally get on good terms with my officer.
Shit had to happen.

My gate pass got destroyed in the washing machine due to my ignorance that it was in my police pants.

I just hope I can answer to this.

Ugh I hate feeling like fuck.

Song: For Reasons Unknown (The Killers)

I know if destiny's kind,
I've got the rest on my mind.

But my heart it don't beat,
It don't beat the way it used to
And my eyes they don't see you no more

And my lips they don't kiss
They don't kiss the way they used to
And my eyes don't recognize you no more

For reasons unknown


=====Read till the bottom, the whole lot of you=====


I'm very honored to pronounce this creditable act I've long to do since booking out.

The beloved Venti Ice 4 pumps vanilla 1 pump caramel caramel machiatto.
Which I had it at around 2 or 3 hours ago after my half-of-simei-jog.

^.^v

So yeah hi my beloved fucks.

Lots happened lately.
And I really mean it.

A lot.
A fucking lot.

If I were to include shits about my in-camp life,
Blogger.com will face a temporary shutdown due to my amount of text-spams.
And it will affect every other bloggers.

So in short,
Save space,
Save the world.

*Does the Peter Petrelli pose*

Now now.

Friday bookout,
I couldn't say anything much about it.
There wasn't much to say actually.
Because I didn't really do anything.
So I can't say anything much because I didn't do anything much,
Did I?

Yeah that's it for friday's post.

So Saturday was one fine adventure.

Pariapa and Naz wanted to have a morning jog together with me being so-called their,
"Physical Instructor"
Knowing that I'm serving my BMT, I should have the shits needed to be one.

Well what the fuck,
I failed my first IPPT due to 2.4,
And I didn't attend the 2nd one due to MC.

So make it "Sucky Physical Instructor".

They wanted Miss Vietnam to come too,
But like always she always fail to wake up in the morning.
So I called her house in the morning,
Her mom answered,
And the conversation was like.

"Hello can I talk to fika?"
"She's sleeping"
"Do you mind leaving her a message?"
"Uh yes?"
"Tell her to contact her PHYSICAL INSTRUCTOR a.s.a.p"
"Physical Instructor? Oh ok does she have your number?"
"Yes Ma'am"
"Okay."
"Thanks."
"Bye"
*line went dead*
*insert sound effect for putting down N6300 on my desk*
*giggling*

So I got a message from fika awhile later going like.

"Bullshit ah you."

Turns out she had to make up stories to her mom about that physical instructor thingy.

Lol.

Sometimes I love it when I put someone into mini-trouble indirectly.

And due to her mom nagging she can't go,
Well that's what she said.



So I met up the couple at 8am.
Held some warm-ups with them before going on an actual jog around sunplaza park.

It's been awhile since they jog so I kept it at a pathetic 2 rounds.

Naz did okay for someone who have lost touch in jogs.

But pariapa.
Uh.

Let's just put it this way.

From Simei running to the west side.
When Naz got to Outram.
Pariapa should be at Bedok.

There you go.

Heh.
My apologies pariapa, that had to come.

So done with the jog and cool-down,
We went for breakfast and onwards to pariapa's place.

From sunplaza all the way towards the afghanistan area.
To get a fucking hamster.

Because "she" is rejected at pariapa's house due to her mom spraying pesticide at "her" thinking it's some pest that will grow up,
Walk on two legs,
Holding a cane,
Goes to a pet shop and get 4 terrapins,
Create a party called Ninja Turtles.

So to save financially by avoiding the purchases of pizzas everday,
Pariapa gave it to Naz instead.

Naz,
Whom to us is a hamster himself,
Was tasked to take care of his own species.
Smaller one.

Bad move pariapa knowing that your hamster's female.

Oh wait let's not touch on that.

Now pics of saturday morning.



"Supposingly" F.I Alan White wearing white




Molested by a chair who can't resist Lan-brings-sexyback




Pariapa and Naz--erk, I mean a hamster (I know I can't see it either)


So went home.

Met fika up near her house as I was assigned to do sentry duty while she did her studying.

Sha came next.
And,



Although half of the time I don't know what they talking about.
It's like meeting my close friends up and they talk about motorcycles,
While I sat there imagining I'm white ranger standing on my tigerzord,

In senang diri position.

So yeah I was actually doing my delivery of a police tee I bought to fika,
But shits happened and she made me do sentry duty.

Well at least it's good to know she started using pantene shampoo again.
Oh wtf.

So bid farewell and went over to simpang bedok to give my friends a treat.
Since I had nothing important to spend with my pay.

Oh and we met frez's penang girlfriend in person that night.

Afterwards we went to chill around at tampines area till late night and I went home for my sleep.


Ok fuck this is one boring post.

And my apologies to faf for not going that tapestry thingy.
Nobody to go with. :(



*Case Closed due to Voluntarily Causing Hurt by Mind*
:)


Ahhh book in,
TSC Alan White

Back in business

First thing first.

I apologize for all those rather depressing entries I've been spamming SLN with.

Well I won't even know if there's still people reading me.

But what the fuck, it's my blog anyway.

So yeah I guess I'm back.


HOPEFULLY.

Now as a start.



One thing about Linkin Park.

It makes one so hyped up when listening to them,
How they managed to speak our mind out and all that.

And it eventually made a friend of mine,
Known as Shah "Rukh Khan"
One very excited,

Hindustan.

I could have sworn I felt like talking to a sec 1 girl who's about to experience puberty when he goes,

"yar yar !!"

Mera naam yar yar ri hei.


So I guess lots happened,
Mood swings here and there,
And lots of shits happened like getting debarred from my shooting test in NS.

I sure felt like fuck of course

If my previous entries isn't obvious enough for me to prove that,

Well fuck you.

*Lan pulls down boxers and wails the magic wand in circles*

Yeah,
What the fuck.


I've noticed I've been going down Pasir Ris a lot lately,
Perhaps I've even hit the record of the maximum times I stepped into Pasir Ris this year.

You know the only time I actually went there was during Hari Raya,
Visiting my relatives, grandfather and all.

Up till now I still couldn't understand why each and every one of my cousins stayed at Pasir Ris.
And I'm telling you this, there's alot.

Enough to come into a group and start a military band going around escape theme park playing soothing music for those nervous waiting for the rides.

But that's not the purpose I'm talking about Pasir Ris,
In fact I don't really like to talk too much about my fucked up cousins.

Of course there are still good ones,
But yeah I just don't really like to talk about them.


Now before I bore people out and let them start munching on snacks while surfing watch-movies.net.



That's me when the only time I went to Pasir Ris is for the chalets.
Secondary 3 I think.

And I still love chalets now.

So yeah crap aside.

I met Shah Rukh Khan last night,

At Pasir Ris. -.-

And after a long time I actually stayed my night through outside.
It's pleasing to know there weren't any dance intervals every 15 minutes like they do it in hindustan movies.

We just sat around talking about shits and all.
And I wore something that I've not worn for quite sometime.

Black sweater.
Camo Bermudas.
Skate shoes.

With my NS hair,
I look exactly like some German fucked-up kid with a gun in his pocket.

Maybe even that McDelivery guy who came to shah's void deck delivering the stuffs,
Feels threatened that I was actually standing,
Smoking,
Having him between us.

It was fucking quiet.

Damn it why can't people just ignore my expression and talk to me.

I'm a nice guy who'll let you use my head to scratch your back for fucks sake.

Unless I really look like




Then you'll have every reason to fear me.

Especially if you ever watched Star Wars.

"DIEEE MCDELIVERY MANN DIEEEE!!!" *shoots lightning from fingers*


So yeah we've talked for like hours.

There's just,
Too many things to talk about.

He tried to motivate me.

Using movies reference.

"You must imagine you're incredible hulk breaking through all the obstacles"
"Fly away free like Iron Man does...But no one can fly away from their problems can they?"
"Everyone been telling me I really am like The Joker."

One thing's for sure shah,
After you tell me all this.

You look like a comic-freak version of Shah Rukh Khan that lies on his bed with reading glasses,
Reading marvel/dc comics while blasting hindustan songs on your headphones.

God.
It's just so fucking imaginable.

Anyway not that it matter what we talked about,
Finally went up to his room at about 5am for some sleep.

He dozed off into bollywood pretty fast.
While I lied there trying hard to fall asleep.
Which I eventually did after like 2 hours or so.

Fuck you shah for telling me about that 3 heads floating at the window thingy.

I just had to imagine those 3 heads are roy's, zhar's and khid's so they'll piss me off to sleep instead of shivering on the bed.

Tsk.
What a policeman I am.

So woke up pretty late,
2 I think,
And left after a smoke and coke.

Hey it rhymes.

Okaaay.

This is one freaking long post.
So I guess I'll save the rest for my next bookout.

And touching on that,
I'm still at home in my boxers smoking.
When I'm suppose to pack up for booking in before 9.

Tsk Lan.
Slacking as always.

Oh wait I almost forgot.

THIS WEEK MY PAY DAYYYYYYYYY!
*somersaults everywhere around the room*

Friday.
Book-Out.
And off I go to towns.

I'mm soo gonnaa shop my problemss outtttt.
At least I can keep to my promise on getting you a starbucks eh arteta?

So yeah take care you guys.
I'll see you around after I booked out,
Unless I really caught up in the shopping
And actually forgot everything.

Oh wait before I forgot.

Frez penang's girlfriend came to Singapore.
We've still yet to see in person,
I mean all of us except frez.



You fucking lucky asshole.


Anyway best wishes to pariapa naz, fiza wan, and frez raff for staying together for quite sometime now.
Pardon me as I leave the couples scene for the time being.

Just like the good ol Lanny.

:)

Of course I'll still be jealous if couples hugging in the train I'm in.
Once I get my warrant card I'll arrest them both for attempted murder through bear-hugs.

That's all for the normal people.


For the estate where dreams were trapped
Doors decorated with fake beautiful leaves
That burnt key was a mistake

Into the forest fires searching for a fruit
Hoping for it's juices to put out the flames
It was already dried up in ashes

When the darken clouds came together
Heavy rain pours on an immobiled lone cab
Will the fare keep on running?

Should the waves came from a river instead
Will the unfeeling squirrel climb up the broken branches
Knowing it won't save the fishes of sea

The wheels fixed on a heavy rock
Push it off the cliff yet it will still roll down like one
A flower is insignificant, trying to let the wheels work


In the end, Nescafe still smells better,
Lan

Blurry

Everything’s so blurry
And everyone's so fake
And everybody’s empty
And everything is so messed up
Pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that I’ll protect you
From all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing
Imagine where you are
There’s oceans in between us
But that’s not very far

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it in my face?
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When ya shoved it in my face?

Everyone is changing
There’s no one left that’s real
So make up your own ending
And let me know just how you feel
'Cause I am lost without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
You could be my sea
You know that I will save you
From all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
There’s oceans in between us
But that’s not very far

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When ya shoved it in my face?
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When ya shoved it in my face?
This pain you gave to me

Oh, Nobody told me what you thought
Nobody told me what to say
Everyone showed you where to turn
Told you where to run away
Nobody told you where to hide
Nobody told you what to say
Everyone showed you where to turn
Showed you where to run away

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When ya shoved it in my face?
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When ya shoved it in my face?
This pain you gave to me

No, this pain you gave to me
Take it all away
Take it all away
Pain ya gave to me
Take it all away
This pain you gave to me
Take it all away
This pain you gave to me

Singapore's Birthday?

Well yeah,
I know I'm a little too late for this but.

Happy National Day, Singapore.


That is all.

Heck.

I'm so confused,
I'm so messed up.

I don't know what the fuck I'm trying to do.


Tsk.
I never felt this low in my life.


Seriously,

I don't know what I've just did.



I just.
Hate myself.

Too much.

Patiently correction leaves us all alone

*Somersaults to blogspot*

Hey.


Meh,
I guess I've been updating too frequently.
It's just sucks when you have nothing to do you know,
Stoning in front of the computer and reading up shits.

It's already 3.30am and I'm still awake.

I wonder how I can fall asleep at 10.30pm when I book in tomorrow.
Or perhaps later to those who don't know about my;
"Fall asleep and wake up, that's tomorrow" language

Heh well.


You-know-who-you-are-but-don't-know-also-can-ask-me,

Thanks for giving me that opportunity to let things off my chest.
I really appreciate it.
And I hope you do too.

Best of luck for your presentation tomorrow.
I might be in denial and all that,
You know me, always have my hidden meanings somehow.
But whatever that cutie guy said,
I feel the same way.

Well like I've said,
Thanks for everything.
The memories.
The times of my life.
The pinches.
ALA THE EVERYTHING LAH.





- Extracted from satay queen

Those were the times.
And since eqa didn't get to do it.




There you go.

:)

And you too eqa,
Thanks for helping me on everything.
Like identifying who is who.
And whatever more.
Heh.


I know you'll take great care of her,
So perhaps I'm not gonna touch on that.

Hope you and hanis (at eastpoint got his bakery shop!) will last long,
Send my regards to him the next time to see him kay?

And yeah,
I don't mind hanging out with anyone of you when I'm free,
So please ah you people, don't act shy2, you guys still need to know me more.

I yet to have starbucks with arteta , shah rukh khan, han solo, afiq glamour.
Sama2 berminum kopi berquality sungguh hebat dan bergetting high.

Heh yeah.
That's about it until next time.

To fareha,
You cheat my feelings.
Milo godzilla dekat teh tarik tak best siottt.
-.- 2 dollars wasted,
Can play star wars podracer at tm arcade two times you know.

Hah fuck,
I'm missing the old times.

Where are you iRandom.
Where are you Fafa the Catwoman.
Where are you Shila the Mata-Terbeliak.

And.

Where are you Mel Fraps.

:'(

Ah sudah2,
Penat tangan type ini semua.

"Ah finish2,
Tired hand type this all"

"Ah porengek,
Chandi ki daal kana soneh kamur tonggek sungguh sek"

BYE!


"The Hell Song" - Sum 41


Everybody's got their problems,
Everybody says the same thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them,
And knowing how to change the things you've been through.

I feel I've come to realize,
How fast life can be compromised.
Step back to see what's going on,
I can't believe this happened to you.
This happened to you.

It's just a problem that we're faced with, am I
Not the only one who hates to stand by.
Complications ended first in this line,
With all these pictures running through my mind.

Knowing endless consequences,
I feel so useless in this.
Get back, step back, and as for me,
I can't believe.

Part of me, won't agree,
Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure.

Part of me, won't agree,
Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure.
Anymore
So

Everybody's got their problems,
Everybody says the same thing to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them,
What else are we supposed to do?

Part of me, won't agree,
Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure.

Part of me, won't agree,
Cause I don't know if it's for sure.
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure.
Anymore

Why do things that matter the most,
Never end up being what we chose.
(Anymore)
Now that I find no way so bad,
I don't think I knew what I had.
(Anymore)

Why do things that matter the most,
Never end up being what we chose.
(Anymore)
Now that I find no way so bad,
I don't think I knew what I had.



For what it's worth, it was worth all the while,
Lan

Hello Smarterchild

I'm sure most of you have heard about this smaterchild idiot.

It's some sort of a robot designed to help you out on msn.
Although to me it's not really helping.

Well I've got to know "him" from fika,
Apparently maybe she wants to escape from being irritated by me,
And sent me a robot instead.

So yeah I think I'm growing more and more retarded each day,
That it makes me do stupid random things I've never planned on doing.

One of the fine examples I have,
Questioning Mr Smarterchild.






From name tags on penis to religious questions,
"smart"erchild indeed.




For the second time since adding him last night,
He started ignoring me again.

Fucking robot.
You are supposed to be my friend.


Anyway..

*looks around*

Psst.

I happened to accidentally log in into fika's old photobucket account.

And found this.





Don't mind the minah tudung beside,

BUT ARTETA PRETTY SEH

Now now hanis, don't superplex me off the turnbuckle or whatever.
I meant no harm.
Even with my police defensive tactics I learnt,
Your body scares me off.

-.-

Fika's gonna kill me for that.
Heh.


I was just being random perhaps.
I don't know but I'm fucking bored.

My MC until tomorrow night.
And I'm like staying home everyday without anything to do.
Other than to irritate smarterchild.

So for random's sake.

Here's another random picture.

On the day I last jammed with MF,
With my hair still on me.
And arteta auditioning to be MF temporary vocalist.
And fika, well,
I guess that's the sweetest smile I've ever seen her with.




Thanks though arteta,
Somehow that picture makes me feel better when I think about my forehead.

Great,
Now I'm getting another to kill me.

Well I guess that's pretty much it.



So yeah.


I don't know how to answer that,
I don't understand this fully enough to say anything smart about it


P/S: I guess that's the longest sign off name I ever had here. -.-

Life can get me too confused at times
That purest of will to help another
Trying hard to ease their minds
Only to be misunderstood by others

How I wanted not to care
How I wanted to just being selfish
To gray myself out from their problems
But as much as I wanted, I just can't give it a miss

Complicated, really
I'm only helping to throw in more burdens
Instead of making one feel better
I ended up pushing them closer to the fire
Unknowingly getting them burnt


Gah.
I hate it when these thoughts come to me.

Calm at one moment,
Strikes of negativity at another

I feel so pathetic.


What a way to spend my off days,
With insomnia accompanying me every night.

Sagittarius

If you are sick and tired of being sick and tired, laughter is the best medicine!

- Taken from friendster's horoscope thingy. -.-

Yeah, I missed laughing at every single shits.
Oh well,

Tickle me.

Anyone?

Please?

Not to the extent of getting me melatah-ing.

Ah wtf.

The WTF? Post

Mood: WTF?
Music: No Reason
TV: Off
Between right hand's index and middle finger: Next Chill


I could have sworn,

I'm having the greatest WTF? expression right now.

You know the ones with eyebrows reaching towards the sky,
Big eyeballs can be seen,
And mouth so big that I can insert a potato chip vertically


Something like,




Yeah,
Like that.


*clicks PUBLISH POST tab with WTF face*

P/S: And no, there isn't any hard feelings associated with this post. Somehow I'm really confused on what is really happening now.

SLN of Old

Heh.

How I missed blogging under the influence of Starbucks.
When I had nothing to worry about.
And talked about everything I wanted to talk about.

I miss those times I made up Lanny the Arrogant Buddy, Sexmaniac Buddy or whatever.
I miss the time I went to NTUC and hear that cashier Makcik saying things like "Eh money got two meanings you know."
And eventually blogged about it.

And how much I miss posting stupid chat logs up.

Back then.
When I had my freedom.
When I stayed online to late nights talking cock with my friends.
When friends stayed over and I took pictures of them sleeping and post it on the net.

How I came out with random topics about cyber sex or whatever and gives my view on it.

I just miss blogging the way I used to.
Without emotions.
Without seriousness.
Just crap.

Perhaps NS have changed me a lot.
When it took away my freedom.
When it prevented my means of having fun.

When it fucking took off my hair.

Bloody fuckers.
You could have give me a wig just after you shaved me bald you idiots.
At least I can still have high self esteem for myself unless the wind blows too hard.

Or at the least at least give me a personal computer and starbucks for our meals.
And let me sleep or wake up at anytime I like.

11pm sleep.
5am wake up.

You people.
Fuck up.

When I learn shooting someday.
I'll grab a fucking revolver and hold everyone hostage and demand a PC, internet access, Starbucks to be built beside my bunk, freedom of sleeping and waking up.

And demand the barbers to give me hair extension till I fucking look like a german back then.

Then I'll be a good disciplined boy who will take the initiative going to the officers bunks and greet them good morning as soon as I wake up.

Which will be in the afternoon.


And for fucks sake if you want to treat us as dogs.
Go get posted in that K9 dog handler job instead.

Even with me bald I don't fucking look like a dog to anyone.
At the most,
Only a Martian.

Who brushes his teeth with left hand on his back for I'll never know what reason.

Heck.

At least I feel better now.

Wait no,
I missed out the whole point.

Fuck NS.


*Nescaf3/Lan appears to be smiling*
*Nescaf3/Lan nudges you*
*Nescaf3/Lan appears to be offline*


For old times sake,
Lanny