Hi!!

Blimey! It took me 3 days before I willingly published my draft on Appreciation Night. I think I’ve lose my ability to blog. Either that or I’ve been living a routine life and I have totally nothing interesting to share with you. Actually I’ve a few things to blog about but I guess I’ll just save it till the end of the year.

Wait there was something I wanted to say but I’ve forgotten what was it.

Anyways I’ve been keeping this particular picture in my camera for so long but didn’t post this up.

That’s the content of my school bag the night before I sat for my national examination, PMR.

Haha… Smarties in order to turn smarter. Damn lame, I know. But when I was kid I really really believed that Smarties are like “smart pills” and eating them will make one smarter. Well, I hope my quirky superstition that the more pieces I eat, the smarter I’ll become, works… ‘cos I ate the whole box before the BM paper. Heh.

For some reason, I am reminiscing about the days when I was in 7th grade. And you would not believe what is harking back to my mind right now.

It was during Math class. I was daydreaming while looking outside the window. My eyes were set on the Indonesian cleaner as she was sweeping the cemented floor along the corridors of my classroom (no, I am not that desperate to woo the school cleaners) when suddenly I heard a shriek which literally made me jump out of my seat along with a loud thud. I promptly turned my head to the front and saw Alan lying helplessly on the floor.

Like what the rest of my classmates did, I just stared at the pale-looking Alan who was lying motionlessly on the ground (there wasn’t much I could do, can I?). But I was much much much more eviler than the rest.

Throughout the whole intense and chaos moment, I almost fell down on my knees laughing out loud and nearly choked to death on my saliva. No, I didn’t find Alan comical when he collapsed. I was laughing at my dear Mathematics teacher’s high-pitched scream as Alan was passing out as though as she was about to get sodomized. And if Alan was to die, her high-pitched scream was enough to drag him back to Earth.

Ok ok.. I am the evilest and meanest person/friend a person could ever have and I deserve to be buried alive and burnt in hell. Whatever.

He fainted, by the way. And 2 years later… he’s still alive.

Pizza flavored dog food.

So cool can?!!!

Why don’t they have pizza flavored crisps in stores?! Wait.. they do. I’ve always wanted to try how dog treats really taste like but I do not wanna die of diarrhea.

I took 20 over shots of him… thus the annoyed and aggravated look. Haha.


My dog is turning 7 this December but Alan said it looks 70. Boo.

Oh.. oh.. oh!! Before I end this blog entry, I am gonna do the tagged thingy courtesy of Michelle Fong [EK's (girl)friend, yes HER!] To be honest, I didn’t know what the word “tagged” really meant until now.

My first ever tag question answered on mattzlife06.

Five things found in my wallet

1. Identification card.
2. Popular bookstore card.
3. Calendar.
4. USD-Peso currency exchange resit.
5. Credit cards Name cards.
(As of December 13, 2007, $0 of bank notes and coins)


Five things I’ve always wanted to do

1. Be a renowned attorney and a prominent politician afterwards.
2. To bungee jump from the Victoria Falls bridge in Zambia.
3. To fall in love.
4. To travel around the globe for FREE. (unless I magically turn into a multi billionaire)
5. Basically enjoy life to the fullest.


Five things I am currently into

1. Girls?
2. The Amazing Race.
3. Nicole Scherzinger.
4. ‘Gotta work’ by Amerie.
5. New underpants!

Bye.