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an attempt to rojak
Posted by Dan. Ee.
on
7:18 PM
Just to begin to write the post only.. one part of the library blacked out. In fear of my PC (which is in ANOTHER part of the same library) I think this will be a really quick one la..
I sometimes.. think that most of my post are related to about how teruk my bachelor life is. It is true la, as there is not one, I apparently noticed, semua pun masuk pasal perempuan punya cerita in every single post here. Don't want to cheong hei so much in this article or talk kanasai stuff here..
Regardless, I might just consider my blog to be some sort of a virtual online diary so people can read and weep or gelak sampai mampus. Your choice, tuan tuan dan puan puan sekalian. My daily accounts, summarized in one glorious (maybe long) post, and might just bore the living shit out of you, maybe just.. make you laugh abit la right. Come on, something must be funny somewhere around here ok.
Like hell la wei, I sitting down on a terminal where it's facing the library's entrance. Seeing all those minah melayu and chinese leng luis and indian.. ermm girls. Most entered so far was Malay girls and uh.. orang luar girls. Iranian, Pakistan, Arab, Iraq, I pun memang tak kisah. they all look more or less the same anyways. Not to say no boys entered, just I don't really give a damn about them.
My room mate was like walking back at forth for the past half an hour to the same public library terminal. Ask him what happen, he just shakes his head like our Prime Minister in the year 1960- something when Lee Kuan Yew as for bumiputra status for the Chinese. And now he is back again, doing apa pun saya tak tau.
I am sure many have noticed that I didn't include lousy language like in most blogs. Thing is, I memang cannot use bad language with when writing anything, be it essays, complaints or posts.
*pauses and stares at hot Middle-Eastern girl that just entered*
So yeah, I think you people have noticed, as well, that I used several Bahasa and Chinese words in this post. Just a lame/vain/lousy/ridiculous/inspiring attempt to make my post don't sound so kwai lou-ish.
Love my country. Not the damn asses in Putrajaya.
Out.
I sometimes.. think that most of my post are related to about how teruk my bachelor life is. It is true la, as there is not one, I apparently noticed, semua pun masuk pasal perempuan punya cerita in every single post here. Don't want to cheong hei so much in this article or talk kanasai stuff here..
Regardless, I might just consider my blog to be some sort of a virtual online diary so people can read and weep or gelak sampai mampus. Your choice, tuan tuan dan puan puan sekalian. My daily accounts, summarized in one glorious (maybe long) post, and might just bore the living shit out of you, maybe just.. make you laugh abit la right. Come on, something must be funny somewhere around here ok.
Like hell la wei, I sitting down on a terminal where it's facing the library's entrance. Seeing all those minah melayu and chinese leng luis and indian.. ermm girls. Most entered so far was Malay girls and uh.. orang luar girls. Iranian, Pakistan, Arab, Iraq, I pun memang tak kisah. they all look more or less the same anyways. Not to say no boys entered, just I don't really give a damn about them.
My room mate was like walking back at forth for the past half an hour to the same public library terminal. Ask him what happen, he just shakes his head like our Prime Minister in the year 1960- something when Lee Kuan Yew as for bumiputra status for the Chinese. And now he is back again, doing apa pun saya tak tau.
I am sure many have noticed that I didn't include lousy language like in most blogs. Thing is, I memang cannot use bad language with when writing anything, be it essays, complaints or posts.
*pauses and stares at hot Middle-Eastern girl that just entered*
So yeah, I think you people have noticed, as well, that I used several Bahasa and Chinese words in this post. Just a lame/vain/lousy/ridiculous/inspiring attempt to make my post don't sound so kwai lou-ish.
Love my country. Not the damn asses in Putrajaya.
Out.
