well... another weekend has passed... i have not studied anything really, my time is spent on tutorials... well... its going to be a long night again... hopefully tmr will be a better day...


well, just wanna say thanks firstly to all you guys that are always supporting me... like my gay friend "bean"... well... why is this person called bean... just look at him... LOL sry bro... well, i like to refer him "mother fucker"... well, thats what he calls me, so who cares...


the thing that i believe everyone will remember bean is for his FLARE in the use of extremely abusive words with a touch of frankness and sarcasm... to put it like the Oscars... "HE'S A NATURAL!!! BORN WITH IT"... just say hi to him in the morning ( saying hi as in really meaning it...) and he will reply to you...


WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT?


well, from the freaking 4 years with him... i have got to love and hate him so much... i guess we are really good buddies... ( in my life in SAS... i think i have spent about near $100 on tickets to support this ass during his concerts) well... we have been through alot together, stressing for the prelims and O levels until 4 in the morning, on the phone asking questions, doing maths, screwing each others family members and our extended families... well... i guess we have both done many shit to each other...


i managed, unexplainable by human understanding, screwed up his soccer ball... TWICE... first time was playing soccer in class, kicked his ball on to the fan, both the ball and fan got so screwed that the ball have a super deep cut, while the fan will threaten to kill at any speed above 0... ( you should have been there when the fan was spinning at full speed, the fan will repel from the ceiling) some teachers were convinced that it was a trap to kill them... oh well... the rest of the fans in class were also later used as cutting machines for various objects... edgar's decomposed pudding from 2 terms ago, aaron tau's graffiti sessions, people's pe shorts, kumar's pencil box, and an unidentified apple that split in to apple juice when daniel wong threw it up... those were the days right bean?

ME:
"aie, bean, got do homework anot? got ar? lend me copy can?"

BEAN:
"fuck you mother fucker, always fucking copy, you suck you know..."

ME:
"i know..."

BEAN:
(looks seemingly unimpressed... shows the middle finger...)


damn... i really missed those days with people that really cheers me up... well bean, we really gotta meet up someday with the rest... LOL...


F.Y.I. our class was rated one of the WORST in history... lol... we had fun... its a memory that i will carry with me...


well... i really wish that school this week will be better... 7 more months, gotta push myself... no more time... gotta work... and be a fighter pilot...






i am still stuck in her... seeing her everyday is a torture... well... i like her, but its just that... liking someone does not make the other person like you at all... sometimes, i think she does not know that she is way to attractive... pardon me... but, i personally think she very different from the other girls i have met... and that is what make her so damn attractive... well...

all i wish is that she knows how i feel... i know i am nothing much, but i can always try...

well... another weekend has passed... i have not studied anything really, my time is spent on tutorials... well... its going to be a long night again... hopefully tmr will be a better day...


well, just wanna say thanks firstly to all you guys that are always supporting me... like my gay friend "bean"... well... why is this person called bean... just look at him... LOL sry bro... well, i like to refer him "mother fucker"... well, thats what he calls me, so who cares...


the thing that i believe everyone will remember bean is for his FLARE in the use of extremely abusive words with a touch of frankness and sarcasm... to put it like the Oscars... "HE'S A NATURAL!!! BORN WITH IT"... just say hi to him in the morning ( saying hi as in really meaning it...) and he will reply to you...


WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT?


well, from the freaking 4 years with him... i have got to love and hate him so much... i guess we are really good buddies... ( in my life in SAS... i think i have spent about near $100 on tickets to support this ass during his concerts) well... we have been through alot together, stressing for the prelims and O levels until 4 in the morning, on the phone asking questions, doing maths, screwing each others family members and our extended families... well... i guess we have both done many shit to each other...


i managed, unexplainable by human understanding, screwed up his soccer ball... TWICE... first time was playing soccer in class, kicked his ball on to the fan, both the ball and fan got so screwed that the ball have a super deep cut, while the fan will threaten to kill at any speed above 0... ( you should have been there when the fan was spinning at full speed, the fan will repel from the ceiling) some teachers were convinced that it was a trap to kill them... oh well... the rest of the fans in class were also later used as cutting machines for various objects... edgar's decomposed pudding from 2 terms ago, aaron tau's graffiti sessions, people's pe shorts, kumar's pencil box, and an unidentified apple that split in to apple juice when daniel wong threw it up... those were the days right bean?

ME:
"aie, bean, got do homework anot? got ar? lend me copy can?"

BEAN:
"fuck you mother fucker, always fucking copy, you suck you know..."

ME:
"i know..."

BEAN:
(looks seemingly unimpressed... shows the middle finger...)


damn... i really missed those days with people that really cheers me up... well bean, we really gotta meet up someday with the rest... LOL...


F.Y.I. our class was rated one of the WORST in history... lol... we had fun... its a memory that i will carry with me...


well... i really wish that school this week will be better... 7 more months, gotta push myself... no more time... gotta work... and be a fighter pilot...






i am still stuck in her... seeing her everyday is a torture... well... i like her, but its just that... liking someone does not make the other person like you at all... sometimes, i think she does not know that she is way to attractive... pardon me... but, i personally think she very different from the other girls i have met... and that is what make her so damn attractive... well...

all i wish is that she knows how i feel... i know i am nothing much, but i can always try...