Topic for today: WHY AREN'T MY FRIENDS ATTACHED

ex-yishun towners have a disease.
a disease for things to go wrong in relationships, or simply its juz the way my friends operate.

now, relationships come n go,
while some juz keep on coming and some juz keeps on going.

My close friends are either very much single, very much unsure if they're single...
or simply juz "i'm not married and theoratically i am single."

we are so closely bonded tt we sometimes fall for the same girl.
SOMETIMES.

but we will sit down, discuss who shuld she go out with.
being the male chauvanists tt we all are, we'll juz sit back, releks, n not do anything.

maybe the problem lies in priortizing:
#1 Jiwa members
#2 Playing Football
#3 Watching Football
#4 GIRLS

In alphabatical order, hear is what i believe my single friends wuld sae:

Fahmy: alaaa, aku ader kenal lagi lawa la sial.

Farrhan: *squints his eyes looking at a gerl*
eh, lawa tk? Aku tk pakai cermin mata ah.

Mizi: die kena ambek que number... hehe.

syafiq: gua setia babe.

Eysham: suspect kuat ader matahir.

BOTTOM LINE: we are young n happy.
or girls wuld put it: bastards.


i'd like to think we are young n happy bastards.

some guys are better off wearing skirts.
boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, lovers; u all can juz piss off.
every single time these people juz cant leave one well unuff alone.
hey brother its her choice not mine, or urs.

so u can juz kiss my ass.

juz trying to help out a friend.
n now starts all pissifyation.
its everywhere.
*holds up d**k*

Holy shit.

smoking is dEFINATELY killing me.
culdnt evn stay on th field for 20 mins!!
culdnt sprint for balls like i used too!!
callopse too damn freaking easily wen tackled.
ultimately...

cant score.

DAMMIT!!

not smoking is like the fresh burst of air u've been missing.
not having a ciggratte in ur hand is like missing the sixth finger u've always had.
not having a ciggratte box in ur pocket is like the mobile phone u forgot to bring.

philip n morris did tiz to me.
n stop smirking putera sampoerna!!
u played a part too!!

argh!!

I was sitting down, evaluating my options and dwelled upon a thought:
my preconditions of my partner.

#1 A gerl if possible. hell yeah it has to be. (hahahaha!!)
#2 A gerl who wouldnt mind my dumb and corny jokes.
#3 A gerl who wouldnt be afraid to slap me. (but u better have a freakin good reason!)
#4 A gerl who doesnt bite. I mean tt literally. (wassup with u gerls biting me!)
#5 A gerl who doesnt mind me playing football.
#6 A gerl who likes watching DvDs with me! (yes WATCH, none of tt halfway we stop n make out kinda shit. well sometimes. But i wanna watch the Movie!)
#7 A gerl who wont kick me in the balls. No matter how angry u are.
#8 A gerl who wouldnt mind me loving my mum more than i love her.
#9 A gerl who can stay out late ONCE IN AWHILE.

Lastly, but not leastly(leastly?wtf!), a gerl who can understand when i say i'm BUSY, i realli am.

haiz. i'll nv find one. =P



n i'm still not over those motherfuckers!!
i'm gonna shove CITY SQUARE up ur ARSE.

Something interesting happened to me today.
i was robbed in JB.


to cut a fucking long story SHORT,
we were beaten up and robbed at knife point.
under the flyover bridge.
6 vs 2.
n a switch blade.
i draw the line at switchblades.

they took:

RM$90
SG$15
NOKIA 7610
2 SAMPOERNA INTERNATIONAL MENTHOL
1 VICEROY REDS
512MB MP3 PLAYER

................. n my slippers. MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!

They took Herry's:

RM$110
NOKIA ENGAGED

..................but nt his slippers. N they are more expensive than mine.

FUCKING CIBAI.
They almost took my glasses.
wtf.

Those FUCKERS have no balls.
They didnt take our passports.
fuck u.

made a police report near JB customs.
waited for 2 FUCKING hours.

The trend of street gangs there now is they attack Singaporean TEENS.
ttz wad they said.

but hey, im happy to be alive.
i dont bode well with knives pointing at me.

I'm going back to JB soon.
i will find u.
i'll promise nt to kill u.

u cursed my mum.
motherfucker.

Where has he gone?
What have you done?
From the soil I hear his blood cry out to me

Murder, liar, vengeance, deceit.

where has my innerself gone?
where have u taken him?

where has he gone...

i'm movie deprived.

anibody wanna tag along?

Nobody can make me feel inferior w/o my consent.

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