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Bloody blogger got problem...people have been saying that they faced some problems encountered by blogger.com but i havent la so far...

Whatever...Was floating around friendster and whoever who's interested in this bastard's friendster profile, go on have a big look...

bastard

Name beng kang the bastard...He's really together with sharon....But it's really none of my business

Whatever...He's just another tai kor wannabe in the skool...*yawns*

Used to it already...No biggie...

I finally believe in the saying "Runs in the family". His whole family are all bastards and sluts...Her sister's bf is ricky...WTF??

You can see from her profile that she's just another lalamui walking in sg wang...My god...go see her profile in friendster la...in the bastard's friend list also...Name Eunesuki.

Mom told me a joke just now...So it happend that you wanna try how good a sports car is, you're supposed to take down how fast could the car goes to 100km/h in how many seconds...Mummy's BMW can go to 100km/h in7 seconds...Not bad... So it happend that there's this married couple, the wife say she wants a sports car badly...Very bad...But the hubby got no money to buy her one...After saving money for a long time...Still havent; save enough...

So the wifey say "If you don't buy me the one that will go to 200 in a few seconds, I'm gonna divorce..."

o then...Her birthday came...The husband gave her a present and from that day on, the husband dissapeared...

And just now my sis called my mom...She got 9As...and she got a C4 for bio....Not very good...I say la..But my parents see the 9As immediately say "so0 smart ah..."

WTF??

And shit la now...I have to get at least 9As to make them happy...

It also goes in the family...My sis will always get all As, then second one will always left out one A to get straight, and I'll always get 3 As...and others all B...

*sighs*


Told you it runs in the family...

And it sucked...

And because of that, my actually normal depression become severe depression...

Die la...die la...now really have to die to solve this problem...

Die die die...die die die die die die die die die die die die...

*dies*

Whatever...Here are some pictures the nigh before jean's birthday, when I went out with my sisters for another fake Girl's Night Out at Marches in The Curve...Something funny happened that day...I ate this Rosti(some special food from Swiss) which was made out of potato strips, pan friend and served with a humoungous hotdog...That costs me RM 15, and I ordered this drink, ok, juice, orange and strawberry, very nice I could say, something different from the usual orange mango that I got obsessed with the next day at jean's birthday...

It wasn't out real GNO so we jusi cincai dress up, and I was wearing my new bought espadrilles, 4 inches high and I was damn fucking tall...Real tall I should say, 6 footer la..

Started off with some sisterly camwhoring session...Not alot of pictures...Not enough to hang your computer too...

I look horrible...Whatever...screw me la...That is my big sis in the centre...We don't look alike at all...You don't trust me...See...don't look alike at all...


Smile!! The previous shot was supposed to be lanci look...XD


I need rhinoplasty badly...Any sponsors??


Why are we so surprised??? No one flashed at us also...

Do you know what does flashing means anot??I scared you don't get...It's a guy or a girl, take out the pants and show us his ****, that's called flashing...Not snap camera that flash light...

*DUMBDUMB*


I look like tai kar jeh more hor??


Another wu liao shot of mine...I'm not occupied...But the table is...


They're just jealous that I have an 8 inch-long sausage. They're thinking dirrrty...


I purposely made it so small cause...To emphasize that the sausage is so small after i ate it...And of course...I looked horrible in that picture...So...*crops the picture*

No more pictures already la...satisfied??

I just wanna spend more time with this lovely computer and keyboard here cause I'm afriad that this might be the last time I typing something here...Cause tonight my dad will be bringing us out for celebration(maybe if he's not on-call) and after that he will be calling me to his room and lecture...Show him that I'm better than my sis and whatever studying shit...

I like Everytime We Touch by Cascada...

And the hubby gave his wifey a weighing scale which will go up to 200 pounds in a few seconds.