Went for my practical lesson at BBDC and I was shocked when my own instructor asked me whether I was from Shuqun Primary. Yes, I was from that school but who the hell is he? I saw his name tag and it stated Zhang Dawei. That doesn't sounds familiar to me either. Couldn't be my former classmate as he appeared to be older than me! Trying to flash back my memories but it appeared to be full of question marks????????...
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Friday, February 27, 2004
Uuurghhhhhhhhhh..............I'm having a BAD LUCK day!
Why does I get so gan cheong easily!
Why does I kept doing silly things without thinking of the consequences!
Why does I get all the blamed!
Why must be me!
What is happening to me!!!
Ni maciam nak kena mandi bunga.......
Thursday, February 26, 2004
My first babe is a dirtster
My second babe is a roadster
Next will be a racer...
Click for a larger view!
A beauty.....
The only source to let go my inner heart and sou...
Saturday, February 21, 2004
A lot of unexpected stuff had happened to me for these passed few days. One of it was that my grandpa had passed away. I still remembered the times when I was a little kid, not reading the Qur'an properly and get beaten with his magic stick. Ouchhhh! But the most important was that I thanked him for passing his knowledge to me and teaching me the religion/religious, from Muqaddam to Qur'an. My grandpa was really good at mathematics. Because of him, I did very well in my math during my primary school...
Thursday, February 19, 2004
It's time for a new look again! I'm rebuilding my web all over from scratch. Stay tune for the magic while stocks la...
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Some read books throughout the night
Praying tomorrow will be all right
While others talk on the phone for hours
Claiming it has special powers
Some spend their days fixing cars
And waste their night in local bars
While others pretend to be insane
So they won't have to feel the pain
Some use their suppressions
To relieve their depressions
While others use projection
For their own protection
Loneliness is emptiness
Loneliness is feelings of uselessness
Loneliness can be indifference
But worst...
Monday, February 16, 2004
Arghhhh.....I've lost my favourite sandals! Who could have stole it? I'm giving away a sum of $1,000,000 to whoever have found it and return it to ...
Thursday, February 12, 2004
Call it a defect
Call it a sin
Call it a virus that lives deep within
Call it a problem
Because its for the blame
Maybe its the reason you're put to shame
Call it degrading
Call it a joke
Call it naughty words that should not be spoken
Call it a liar
Call it a thief
Call it the reason for all your grief
Call it nothing
Call it plain
Tell me its the reason you've gone insane
Call it what you will
Call it what you like
But just remember what I call it
I call it 'my damn life'........
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
I'm not the type of person to take it to heart
I'm not the type of person to look like the model
I'm not the type of person who wants a public life
I'm not the type of person to like compliments
I'm not the type of person who wants to lie
I'm not the type of person who wants to change
There's a lot more to me, but I need a book to explain
So this is just a shit poem with the beginning insight of me
You won't understand me so don't try
Maybe if you read this you might understand me more...
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
What had happened to the world? First its SARS. Now its bird flu virus. Whats next? I can't live without chickens dammit! Chickens kept me alive throughout my entire life. I owe it to the chicke...
Sunday, February 08, 2004
I'm feeling sooo tired and sleepy. Just reached home from Johor.
Last night went up to JB with two of my friends. Once reaching there, we changed our money at the money changer and off to Las Kopek to have our dinner and supper! We eat like theres no tomorrow! After that went for shopping. Then off to pump petrol. Ouh...it felt sooooo good to have a full tank! Went up to Taman Pelangi to chill for a while. No plans! Then we went to chalet. Reached there about 1am. Watched Torque and Janji Diana....
Friday, February 06, 2004
Drops of water dripping down on me
Darkness is all that I can see
While my blood runs cold through my vains
I hear the soft beating of the pouring rains
I try to get up but I'm being pulled down
by the relentless embrace of the cold damn bloody ground
My soul cries out in mournfull despair
No one hears me, no one is there..........
I don't exist in this reality
My life is not a mortality
I hate myself for being like this
Feeling so low with full of shits
I got madder and madder as hate filled my...
I am thinking about this slogan 'A career that commands respect'. Respect my ASS! You got to polish so many years of your superior ass to get respected. What the toooot!
I am a workaholic. I am a 'siow On' workaholic. I'm giving it 100% in everything that I do or else, I will feel uneasy an unsatisfied. I'm beginning to feel so tense. I'd better slowed down a lil bit before going to be breakdown.
I need to have a longgggg break from all this shitty crappy cr...
Wednesday, February 04, 2004
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Urghhhh....Tomorrow shooting. Dammit! My off day will be burn just like that. I'd rather spend my off day rolling on my bed hiding under the blanket than spending a few hours shooting and wasting the bullets all over the place. I don't like to be disturb during my off day dammit! arghhhh......Who should I kill tomorr...
People thinks that I m silly,
To hold on something not so worthy.
They even think it’s a pity,
That I wouldn't face the reality.
Now, that its left, is just me and my pitiful fi...
Sunday, February 01, 2004
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack went down
And broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after!
Hahahahahah.....the moral of the story is "Don't be too clumsy lah!"
Wonder why this nursery rhym suddenly pop inside my head! Maybe because there's always a kid inside of us....
Have a merry Hari Raya Haji! hmmmmm....I don't even know what that is anymore. I have lost track of the calendar, days, months, weeks, hours and minutes. I guess I'm going to celebrate this holiday...
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