sorry sorry

I officially declare that walking back from uni is hazardous for my health.
And I need a walking stick. Or crutches. Or even better, a wheelchair!

I was walking. Fell down. Sprained my ankle. Died.
So now I'm typing this while I'm in the morgue waiting for my coffin to arrive.
It's quite nice here actually.
Quiet and peaceful.
If you ignore my neighbour who is fussing about the maggots in his eyes of course.
He says he's been in the morgue for a week now and no one has come to pick him up.
Poor guy. Some identification problem apparently.

Sigh. Not too many cute dead guys around here.
But come to think of it, not too many cute guys period.
Ah well...at least the people here are friendly.

Gotta go now.
The mortician is coming back from his toilet break.

Walk away

I don't like confrontations.
It gives me high blood pressure.

walk on

I'm feeling optimistic tonight.
=)


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So today I learned CPR.
And how to un-choke someone.
Was kinda nervous in the beginning but I got the hang of it later on..
Just hope I won't have to actually apply this in real life.

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Followed Serene, my coursemate/cousin's friend to CHC.
We missed worship though, the best part =(
Had dinner and celebrated David's extremely belated birthday

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OH I almost forgot the most important thing I wanted to say...
I met the guy version of Jenny, Joan
seriously.
I mean, he REALLY looks like her except manlier and stuff IMO
Aiyoh, every time I see him I think of Jenny haha!
But that's not the best part!!

Guess his name.


He has the same name as her bro XD


Sigh miss you guys.
Kinda wish we could relive high school.

because i'm stupid

I find myself gravitating towards the same type of people.
To put it generally.

A picture paints a thousand words.
A thousand words that I can't even begin to express.


My first thought.

'He knows him'
Ohhhh crap.
Oh fudge.
'This has to be a hallucination.'
*blink blink*
'Oh darn it's real.'


No wonder laaa...

"I don't like it when people are too nice."

Isn't it ironic?
First meetings. Initial impressions.
He smiles too much.
She laughs too loud.

and so it continues...

I've never cared much for politics.
Never really bothered to find out what's going on in Malaysia's political scene.
But seeing politicians scrabbling for power and money in my own backyard is really something that woke me up.
An eye-opener, if you will, to how corrupt and greedy our country's leaders are.
Not all of course, just 90% of them.
Well, the future of Malaysia looks quite bright and rosy I'm sure with all these pemimpin-pemimpin yang berintegriti who supposedly shuns double-standards when dealing with another politician whose incriminating pictures were spread around (I wonder how those pictures were obtained and oh! what good timing) while ignoring the fact that politicians of his own party are involved in more immoral things.

Anyway, I just read this.
And I think you should read it too.
Let's see if justice prevails.
I think not, but I might just be pessimistic.




*this is a very rare post about Malaysian politics which I don't think will be repeated soon because I get riled up thinking about it and since I look rather scary when I'm angry I think I'll post about other stuff next time, like pretty pink dresses and Hello Kitty*

Brick Wall

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WANTED
DEAD OR ALIVE

Driver of a small red car.
Has a P license.
Either male or sounds male.

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