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Friday, July 23, 2004

 
have you ever come to one of those days in your entire life, when you need to remember something very very VERY important, and you know you have to remember it, you should remember it, you are trying very hard to remember it, harder than the knocks you are giving your head in your effort to recall it, but you just can't squeeze any shit of it out of your frozen cerebrum cells?

of course you have... sux isn't it?

posted by bYn 1:02 AM


Thursday, July 22, 2004

 
they are love quotes, or more like quotes about love, which i got from somewhere. some are used when u're happy, some when u're not very, some when u're very not. use at own risk. enjoy!

- fuck!
- subtle??
- aku relek2 je...
- sure nyesal couple..
- hahaha...hins..hins...
- i can see da first divorce coming.. hahahaa...jahat sial aku
- da latest gf..muda..anak ol boy
- biatch!!!
- some still having monkey love... one nite stands...n some shit...
- i know...but some reasons r simply unexceptable....
- love.....nah!
- gile babi sial love story dierang...
- skit kot...deep inside...
- enjoy dulu...

and last but not least, the all time favorite respond..

- agak arr...

 
p/s: all quoted from a dear friend. hope he laughs the shit outta himself when he reads 'em.


posted by bYn 2:07 AM


Tuesday, July 20, 2004

 
dabooz showed an ol' skool photo of us today in friendster. it was taken in the school canteen in 1999, or as dbz would say, 'before byn jadik anjing', with a 'kmkk' word written at the side of the table. hijjas and koboi were in it too. hijjas looked as riang as any kanak-kanak ribena, dabooz was still hald dreaming, koboi looked as if another jambu just rejected him (regrettt!!!!!), and i was expressionless (or was i?). it has been 5 years since it was taken. i wonder if the students now are still being served the same meal kak ani and abg mat use to cook last time. the days when people would take food without paying, but instead asking for change, when kopi ais was mamak's favourite, when butcher would order the special meal from the windows by the sink with an extra bowl of rice. hahaha! butch brape berat ko skarang ha?
 
anyway, i just figured out something that really hurts. when u like a person, and that person knows it, both of you were together once but have to break up because that person wants to go back to her old boyfriend, and both of you remain very close friends without anyone else knowing except your friends, and you still like that person and she knows it very well, and you guys chat and talk on the phone with each other regularly, and one night while you guys were chatting, and she tells you that despite the many years you guys know each other at that moment she cant think of anything that you guys have in common, and she starts telling you the many things that she and her boyfriend have in common. sad huh?
 
 
p/s: had to pick this blog writing hobby due to boredom. bare with me guys...
 
 
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p/s 2: dbz sent an sms this afternoon. "bean.. u there?" anyone suggest how do i answer this creatively?


posted by bYn 12:41 AM


Monday, July 19, 2004

 
in the states, students are allowed to take classes during summer holiday. it helps them to cover the modules they might have failed previously, or let them finish their course earlier than expected. even in malaysia, students are allowed to take supplementary subject during holiday, for the same benefits. but in the uk, there is no such thing. during summer, you are expected to go back, find a job or a voluntary work perhaps, or spend your 3 months holiday doing nuthing at home. and it doesn't help if you live in a dead town, with a dial up connection at home and most of your good friends live at least 5 hours of bus journey away from your door step. blughhh!!!
 
p/s: al fatihah to tan sri azizan who just passed away. such a great man he was and such a big loss was his death to us. he was chairman of 3 of our country's most prided assets: petronas, klcc n putrajaya holdings. may god bless his soul. amin...


posted by bYn 2:01 AM


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