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Friday, 12 September 2008

saya stay minggu ini

Blabla.
i quote abg ray's cynical sex drugs and cocoa puffs' book ''silence is only suppose to happen as a manifestation of supreme actualization where both parties are so at peace with their emotional connection''.haha.when I talk about silence i am clearly talking about how peaceful it is when everyone (currently) in my room is sleeping. I know that sleep is beneficial to health but too much sleep can make your head go goo goo dolls.frankly speaking ive been sleeping like a dead log since yesterday. fuuuuuuuug. nothing much to say actually. Its friday friday so I guess everyone is heading home for the weekends.i am learning to stay in college and the people around me just cant stop rambling ‘’qyna stay? hahahahahahahaha. seriously?seriously? tak cye ahhhhhhhh?’’ there is actually no discernible difference between people who stays or not. i am quite shock myself when i say this but seriously, if you are situated at home where everything is luxuriously more exclusive than mara college seremban, all of your planned activities will be circumscribed totally. yes I am not kidding. ive tried doing homework at home and all I could come up with is a huge ‘’noktah’’ and no words after that insignificant circular symbol. nobody does homework at home lah loser. dont be such a nerdy freak with huge-apricot like coloured pimples on your forehead due to excessive reading and stressfulness. Just look at my roommates: they sing i’m yours just like you (after the acceptably huge fuss during an eloquence solo open-week performance and I don’t understand why people are still singing it), but they are still aware of their intelligence i.e. they can understand reciprocal function more than anyone else. haha. ok then, i can hear the sound of the gajah-stomping girls’ flops from the nearby corridors. the sound is a proclamation of ''dah nak berbuka puasa''. catchya later darlings. to belle, don’t stress out and have a nice time ‘’imagining’’ another probable conversation with your strings of hot boys. Hot sangat ke budak kyuem? (: (: dududududududududu. I wonder.because i find it hard distinguishing the correct degree of ‘’hotness’’ in boys over here. hee. ok lets not start crapping. happy fasting people!
this is a teacher who teaches in kyuem.

this is a student to the teacher who teaches in kyuem and he teaches in mara college seremban. this is super super super ironic. go go iski!

1 comment:

dJ said...

haha. hey, i da link u. so ape lagik?? iski my personal tutor lah lps niy. aha