I realised that half, if not majority of my posts are about some-crap-old-mud-story-stuck-in-the-toothpick kind of stories. So, I shall persevere to revamp the quality of the posts, and hopefully, achieve an award winning professional award at the end of the contract.
Don't ask me why. I shall wait, but I won't wait forever. Thank you.
Let me get this straight. I am not a structured person, which explains why my bedroom looks like kandang kerbau kind of room, my table macam terbalik pasal hurricane kind of table, my hair macam baru kena ramas oleh binatang kind of hair, and the possibilities are endless. Therefore, it is not my fault if you find my papers crumpled and messy, because you chose to copy it. I did not auction my papers and no one bids my papers. So stop complaining and telling me to be a neat freak, because seriously, that is like too much to ask. What's wrong with being a little bit messy? What's wrong with spreading your things out all over the table, colonising the entire stretch of benches? You tell me what's so wrong about that. Mr Goh Chok Tong once said, "If the government did not say anything about that issue, just go ahead and do whatever you want. If there's no U-turn sign at the roads, if you wanna U-turn, just go ahead. Nobody's gonna stop you." So who the hell are you to stop me from doing what I want? It's my life, and I live my life the way I want it to be governed. You better freakin' stay out of my way, because when all the blood in me boils right up to the max, you'll be the first that I'm coming after. So, the moral of the story is, get out my way, and mind you own little toilet business.
There. Note that this post is not directly shot at anyone in particular, but the person reading this should know that I'm referring to her. No, not my family members or relatives. The used-to-be friend.
On a happier note, it's Thursday! Which means that the weekends are near, and which also means that I have to prepare for ustaz the reasons why surah al-fatihah is the first surah in the Quran. Can't wait. :D
Don't ask me why. I shall wait, but I won't wait forever. Thank you.
Let me get this straight. I am not a structured person, which explains why my bedroom looks like kandang kerbau kind of room, my table macam terbalik pasal hurricane kind of table, my hair macam baru kena ramas oleh binatang kind of hair, and the possibilities are endless. Therefore, it is not my fault if you find my papers crumpled and messy, because you chose to copy it. I did not auction my papers and no one bids my papers. So stop complaining and telling me to be a neat freak, because seriously, that is like too much to ask. What's wrong with being a little bit messy? What's wrong with spreading your things out all over the table, colonising the entire stretch of benches? You tell me what's so wrong about that. Mr Goh Chok Tong once said, "If the government did not say anything about that issue, just go ahead and do whatever you want. If there's no U-turn sign at the roads, if you wanna U-turn, just go ahead. Nobody's gonna stop you." So who the hell are you to stop me from doing what I want? It's my life, and I live my life the way I want it to be governed. You better freakin' stay out of my way, because when all the blood in me boils right up to the max, you'll be the first that I'm coming after. So, the moral of the story is, get out my way, and mind you own little toilet business.
There. Note that this post is not directly shot at anyone in particular, but the person reading this should know that I'm referring to her. No, not my family members or relatives. The used-to-be friend.
On a happier note, it's Thursday! Which means that the weekends are near, and which also means that I have to prepare for ustaz the reasons why surah al-fatihah is the first surah in the Quran. Can't wait. :D
posted by the essaouira at
4/12/2007 03:39:00 pm
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