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Friday, December 25, 2009

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went to the stupid lousy resort. is like shit. so dont go there. glory duno wad.
this are the views from there.
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is like damn low tide.
so went for lunch. damn late alr.
so this is where we ate lunch.
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this is my auntie. haha.
pics coming.
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so ate and went to look for a better place to stay.
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my bros.
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so we went to this place which is so much better. so booked it.
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so this is inside.
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teaching my mum how to play pool. haha.
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so moved to kl after 3 days.
stayed in times square hotel. its so much better.
pics are here.
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the view from the hotel room.
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so went to times square. heres the christmas tree from there.
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thats all pics. stupid sis never bring camera go the other places. guess my facebook got more. so go check it (:

Thursday, December 24, 2009
although its my day. it totally sucks. anyway, i dont wish care about anything.
enjoy ur trip.
pics coming on my holiday to port dickson and KL.
stay tuned.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
this is what they warden told me, outside u can be somebody, but when ure inside ure nobody.

went to prison ytd afternoon.
never wana go in there. i swear and promised to myself.
i have seen things u people never seen in life.
the funny thing, who ever coming act gangster, they go inside they damn dog to the police.
before we went, we had to surrender everything.
phone, belt, ring, ear stud, ear stick. no short pants. shirt or t shirt.
go in, pass this damn big wall. walk very long. pass this security check. than walk some more.
pass another security check. than they search us. 2 at a time. search like shit.
than walk in the prison. they treated us like prisoners. look down when u walk.
they will shout at u. the guy who scolded norvan last time freaked out.
that moment i wasnt so scared. but slowly they made us walk. with our hands behind all the time. we walk to some rooms. meet many cheifs. they damn big size. u can never do anything to them. the worst part that scared the shit out of me was,
they brought us to the caning room. where u people can never see in life.
the guy who caning also so big size. tall like shit. than he caned on a dummy.
everyone body shake. haha. me also la. thanhe say he need volunteer. he picked me.
damn scared. he ask me my name, offence, age, nric. than u tell alr, he will ask u, u ready for the cane? i say ' no sir ' damn scary. than he ask me go back. he ask anyone wana try.
all damn scared. the guy was shaking beside me. than they brought us to the torture chambers.
after that, go to the cell. they asked to try the food. u can try if u wan.
so i decided to try. so i dont feel wasted coming in here. first, breakfast, bread with coffee.
aint like ur mum makes for u. the coffee is like some shit colour. the taste is just water?
the bread, is like shit! no taste. damn disgusting.
than for lunch, rice, with peas. the peas is like raw. the rice is like never cook properly. very disgusting. the prisoners told us not to come in. i saw this guy, the inspector said he was standing in our place 3 months ago. and now he is inside. damn young la the guy. i think he youngest.
their blanket smelled even worse. cant imagine how they sleep inside. the cell is so small!
yet they say 10 ppl stays in there. the toilet worse, u shit i see. i shit u see. smell mine, i smell urs. simple. u fart i smell. i fart u smell.
and for the girls prison, they told when ur having mens. u have limited toilet pads.
u finish sorry. no more. no dustbin for u to throw. keep in ur cell.
sleep with it. strip search. when u have mens. they ask u to take out ur pad also to check.
damn disgustin.
but the thing is they dont get caning. but they stay a longer period of time.
the sad thing is, u can never see ur loved ones. so think.

Monday, December 14, 2009
daddy bought for me food! lucky me :B

Sunday, December 13, 2009
gratz

let the picture do the talking.
first hougang. than slowly senkang. saw many ppl playing kite with their loved ones.
than went around punggol. the place where i use to go is gone.
slowly i was linked to this place. something weird was that, there were nobody around.
just some cars parked. nobody seen in sight. no traffic lights even. there were no road names.
even though it was weird, the place was peaceful. love to go there again soon.
this where we went for camp in sec 1. we waited for the boat to come. old times.
the sea was dirty.


this is a oil spill. nobody seems to care. i also dont care.
than slowly ride home.









Saturday, December 12, 2009
you think your life sucks. how about mine?

im getting sick.
i got problems. alot of problems.
im now not feeling well. damn.
im now having fever and headache.
its just all because of this problems i have. if u were me, i duno wad u will do.
dont feel like typing now. i wish to talk to someone close. who wont laugh to wad i say.
a person who will listen, care for me.
who can that person be? i dont have anyone to talk to now.
i need someone to help me out.
dont think anyone can. even the person i always talk to also giving me problems.
what can i do?
i got so many problems now! wtf can i do.
dont feel like saying anything more. blogging it out also dont give me lesser stress.
my heart aint like a rock. i have a heart. iloveher.
will she understand? i dont know. hope things change in my life.
telling this from the bottom of my heart.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009
the statue of darella. haha. currently she's sleeping beside me. i pulling her eyelid ;x
nth to blog actually. got forced to. so today went to ride!! with andy only. since he also bored. so go ride. while riding saw this chair. lols. new model. nice?
footjam tailwhip here i come.