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Monday, July 02, 2007
Went malaysia ytd morning...wit my whole family...had nth to do so played my long lost gameboy again...then reached a market area as usual...my mum gave 50 ringgit n i went to look for 3/4 pants...couldnt find them so i settled fer this billabong wallet n a cap...cost only 25 in total...then bought a packet of ciggs...sampoerna...the packet swee siak..serius...nice...ill keep tat box...
Then go to the hse there...nt much has chged except there were dust n lizard all ard...looked better after it was cleaned...sit n watched tv...then after a few hrs go eat at some restaurant beside some beach...then went home... Back home i was boreded...mesg a few ppl then finally got so pissed off wit the boredom tat i called on my gd fren boi...met up wit him...thx boi, real lifesaver...then smoked fer awhile, go his hse played some games on his ps2...we remembered times during o'level period...ppl were studying at home n i always go his hse...play game...if nt go play soccer....yes tats my o 'level period...nv study much...still got 19 for L1R4...hmmm nt bad huh...missed those days...we would complete boi's games together...then after playin games, went down to smoke somemore n toked abt the sec school times...a lot of memories...made me realise hw much fun my secondary school actually was...havnt told u guys much but we were a crazy wild bunch in secondary school...masters of slacking, sleeping, causing trouble and makin fun of teachers in class...guess if i were to tell u all, might chg wat u guys think of me...hehe...nw im the quiet mahathir...rarely cause trouble to anione...ouh well...u guys probably used to it... Then today i read syg's entry...n i juz freakin wished tat im nt so bad at poetry...hw i wish i understand these complicated words tat were twisted ard...most of the time it led me to misunderstand...haiz... The moments died, I hear no screaming The visions left inside me are slowly fading Would she hear me, if I call her name? Would she hold me, if she if she new my shame? There’s always something different going wrong The path I walk in the wrong direction There’s always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me make things better? Your tears don’t fall they crash around me Her conscience calls the guilty to come home Your tears don’t fall they crash around me Her conscience calls the guilty to come home PuNKRoCKBoi at 9:18 AM | Comment
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.:Its Who I aM:. 
Nicks:Ace, Punkrockboi, Le Nachos, Kai, Boi Ongbak Ngee Ann Poly, Bukit View Sec, Keming primary Came to tis cruel world on 22 July 1989 Thinks he's a ninja destined to save the world from an evil koala bear Cant stop chewing on his handphone Still thinks tat the moon is made of cheese Daydreams alot, so dun get angry if he's nt paying attention Overall, he's a happy kid doing wat he does best, watever tat is
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