Friday, July 27, 2007

My hand/heart itching leh. New skates available at the shop and comments are like very good.

Black and a little obit with the 'handle' thing behind but it seems like the skate itself is rather sturdy.
But, no silver surfer/human torch/drug addict/dragon chaser, I'm not not buying it coz I've got my eyes on...
I mean...

Ahoy!

Posted by Retard at 7:37 PM

Thursday, July 26, 2007

LOL Rahman...LOL
Suay day for you...

Posted by Retard at 11:34 PM

Friday, July 13, 2007

V6 Memories

WOW...This really brings back memories man...

Sec2

damn hard...I was dancing like robot.

Sec3

Ok, it was better. But we really cracked out brains to think of the moves. They sang too much w/o showing them dancing seh.

Crazy

We actually even thought to learning this dance. Who's crazy idea was it?

Posted by Retard at 8:57 PM

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Holy MAMA

Posted by Retard at 9:16 PM

Friday, July 06, 2007

Its very hard to be a old school guy you know. Acting as if nothing ever happened...As a matter of fact, I still feel like shit. Shit you know, crap. Crap you know, sai. But as the president of the anti-emo club, I cannot show it. Gotta rely on chocolates to smile, a little sad eh. Munching on my 86% dark chocolate now, tasting how I feel.

Wanted someone to talk to, but as I scrolled down the contact list, I found no one. Parents, not really the consoling type. Sister was great, but a still...

Posted by Retard at 7:40 PM

Thursday, July 05, 2007

The HAKA

Posted by Retard at 7:36 PM

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

You know, right up to this point in time, I still can't believe I din put the fucking pellet into the fucking rifle. That is fucking stupid. And because of that, I caused the team to lose to freaking MJC by 4 fucking points. Look, 4 fucking points. What's so good about them? Nice suit great rifle? Even if I shot a god damn 5 we could have won silver. Pardon my language as I'm fucking pissed right now and I feel god damn screwed. So run along and fuck yourself today coz I don't wish to talk much.

1 fucking pellet. I can't believe it.

94, 95, 87, 94, fucking 82, 90
Son of a bitch. No. Wrong phrase to use. Sons of bitches.

Posted by Retard at 8:06 PM

Monday, July 02, 2007

GM arts night held last Sat. 3rd I/C, ME. I mean not me. Sigh, those times are over. I'm sure there are much more pretty ladies on Fri including the you know who. And who's fault is it? Arr...Own up ar...You can't hide forever ar...

Ok. That pic was just to show the artistic me. This is the real and clearer one.
Supper at Hot Stones!! Gave me a piece of raw meat on, ya, a piece of hot stone. -.- But I was too hungry to even think. Just eat la.

Well, I think there is a spelling error. oh well, focus on me and not on the words then. =D And why am I so dark? Not tan dark, its burnt dark.

Posted by Retard at 5:31 PM