In my life, there's no denying

Hello people.

So it is now the 5th day of Hari Raya,
And 19 more days to my P.O.P.

Yes,
I don't know how it's going to relate in today's post.
But really,
I'm like all bloody listless right now.

Just for the sake of people who've been wanting me to update.

*shakes head*

I remember stating that I can't feel this year's Raya,
And I still don't.
Mainly because I'm in there serving my BMT while my family and relatives goes around for their collection and kuih's tryouts.

Heck.
I remember how my conversations with one of my Muslim bunkmates lately has been.


Him: I don't feel the Hari Raya this year.

Me: Well yeah, it's not as fun as it was when we're still kids swinging around sparkling sticks.

Him: Not to mention some of them doesn't even give us green packets.

Me: It's like that, when we're kids we can really feel Hari Raya, when we're what we are now, we don't. And when we have our own family-

Him: We feel the frustrations trying to fill in every green packets for every kids.

Me: Fucking time really flies.


Sheesh.
Sometimes I just wish I'm still that Lan who puts in crackers into the coconut blending machine and my mom get all the scoldings from the shopkeeper.

Naughty bastard.

Well anyway talking about my bunk mate.
One of them, who coincidentally stays in my neighbourhood too,
Just had to crush my self-esteem so bad that I felt like raping cum murder someone and get myself to prison,
So I won't get to see the world anymore for the rest of my life.


Him: You got childhood illness is it?

Me: Well umm, asthma I guess?

Him: Then how come you look so pale?

Me: kaninachocibaininabeibolanjiaowtfsia. *laughing with an annoyed face*


Bloody hell.
Just because I look like a drug addict,
Or a cancer patient with my hair now.

Tsk.

How I wish there's a way to lower down my metabolism rate so I can at least gain like 5 kilos of fats.

And for fucks sake to everyone who kept telling me to grow fat,
I eat more than an average built person ate every day.

I just,
Can't get fat.

If I'm a female I will be completely boobless as well,
Just a duct tape is enough to cover them M&Ms.

And I just had to saw one totally nonsensical statement of duct tapes while finding pictures of it.





*points and laugh at your WTF expression*


Now this is what I was referring to,

Introducing,
Duct tape bra.






So anyway.

I was browsing through my poems folder and saw what I thought was a porn video of someone I know.

With a title going like,
"Fafa's first"

Fortunately,
It wasn't a video.

I never liked cat porn anyway.

This was presented upon double-clicking.


Pretty white cat
Engulfed in harsh words of mine
Words of which I never meant, that
Pulled you in sorrow-land within my lines

Maybe it's that aching head
Or maybe it's just me
I can't think of what should be said
Strong enough for you to hear my plea

Oh pretty white cat
I won't promise that I'll only say the best things
My deepest apologies for making you sad
Let's get back to those cheerful moments,
Where both of us sings


Plain corny.
Heh.

Been quite some time now since I last wrote a poem or song,
Meh,
All this National Service really makes me miss those times.

Talking about faf,
We wore white on the first day of hari raya coincidentally.
Not that it matters but oh well,
She just wants me to put it on my blog.

Proud at the similarity with Ze German perhaps.
-.-

Heh.
So much for saying I'm totally listless.

Tell me how I'm going to stop,
While having conversations like this going on now.





To whoever that saw the video I was talking about.
Please show it to her.

I've yet to recover from the trauma that video puts me in.
The nightmares of my future wife being a living super-soaker.

Heck.

Now now,
Before I go on bullshitting more about this and motivating kids who comes here to go searching for porn,

Goodbye now.


3 more weeks yay,
Lan