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11 December, 2004

Shut Up Or My Mum Will Shoot!

Yo man. Got hold of dis song. Kinda old, huh? I juz wanna live up tha past for a moment. Hope it won't be forgotten, aights? Rock won't die. Now where was I? Ok. Juz now, I got up at about 7:15 am. Then waited till 8:16 am before I'm off on my bike to Mandai Tekong Park. Naqib hollered yesterdae, saying dat he wanna make dis soccer team made up of R.S. Express kids. Like alwaes, reached there too damn early. So went on my bike and looped almost 6 rounds around tha track, listening to Eminem's Encore at tha same time. After tha rounds, felt tired. Looked at tha watch and it says: 9:14 am. Yet, there ain't no-bodie I noe around. I looked around to find an empty seat. When I sat down, I realised dat my bike's tyre on tha back was god-damn punctured. Felt so phuck'd. I waited. There he was waving at me. Naqib went approached me, alone, wit' no-bodie else. Haiz.. To make fweakin' long story short, only me, Elmo, Naqib, Imran and a fwen came. I brought home a couple of gifts home. Two blisters each on both feet and a punctured tyre.


Laid on my back at 3:17 pm after watching Christmas With The Kranks (finally after 3 dayz!) wit' me family. Quite a great movie. Like tha Grinch, only nicer. Couldn't fall asleep. So I stared into space for like..38 mintues? Then ibu decided dat we go to Causeway Point to relief her stress at work. When we reached there, we went straight to Kopitiam. Got me a bowl of Ice-Kachang. (ooo la la!) Haven't lay my teeth in it for like 3 months, I think? Dat ah yie quite stingy though. She gave only two attap chee. Totally *&#*&^!! Then we went to window-shopping without buying any stuffs. Wad to do? I only got 3 dollars!


It's now or never. Juz wish me luck. Me signin' off wit a tooth-pick shoved up my ass. Syke! I was joking. Duh?! Tooth-pick? My ass? Don't ever think about it!


reminisced;
- 9:34 PM

EL INTROVERTO

el introverto

Zakaria
Officially 18
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock
Jackass
Skate


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THE WISHLIST

Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
Get that scholarship
New spectacles
Record those 2 songs
That white electric guitar
New Zildjian drumsticks
Sinister Infants reunion
Perform on that homecoming event
Break this inner barrier
Tell her
Peace of mind
More time to recover again


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Afiq
Ain
Amin
Amir
Angela
Arini
Aziz
Cerlyn
Crystal
Danial
Dayana
Dina
Elmo
Imran
Iswan

Jethro

Joel

Jun Rong
Kak Nisa (cuzzin)
Kamilliya
Lenus
Liyana
Lloyd
Nafeesa
Namira

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Nisa
Radhiah
Radhiyah
Sakinah
Shakir
Suhailah
Syamil
Syima
Thaqif
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Zoul
Zubaidah



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