hello again boys and girls.
its that time again. the mthly post of sheer redundancy and a complete waste of bandwidth.

the past mth has been alright.
more downs than ups i might add.
an emotional wreck to be exact.
sigh.

all and all, i scraped through it all with much support from my peoples.
another 11 weeks of pure mental endurance.
i am not a happy person anymore.
i hate to serve the nation.

i hope that after all this is over, i will find a peace of mind.
only then will i stop posting nonsense posts which only
comes abt once a mth.

wish me luck and i wish all yall happiness being
a free person in soceity. unlike me.

i will return with hopefully good news regarding
my adventures and all that shiet.

btw, could someone help me with the tag board.
its not working and i don't know what to do.

with that. peace out.

"why take a knife and stab yourself,
when you can have the whole regiment
to help you stab to death. " - a friend.

selamat hari raya boys and girls.
we love our family and friends.

check it out guys.

life lesson 1

life lesson 2


happy living.

its been almost a month.
enduring most of the time.
its mentally stressful man.

for all the hard work, personally,
its not worth the fucking money and time.
to be serving at this particular vocation that is.
can't even spend on a decent pair of shoes with this pay. heh.

like on the T island, the more fun activities, for me,
involves going to the rumbling jungle tumble.
theres nobody to fuck you up there. i loike.

other than that, my thoughts often drifted into the realms of whatever.
puffing the magic dragons, living by the sea. california dreamin.
those kinda ish-es.

can't wait for next week. cause why ?
cause its fucking raya thats why. jeeez.

those koko crunch cum honey cornflakes cum
cookies cum kuih tart cum rendang + ketupat cum
lemang + serondeng (omfg BBQ !) cum
duit raya jgn lupa nak deberi ~ cum
those-things-that-make-your-fingers-orange ala super rings cum
jessssssssssssssus.

1st day of hari raya.
that night i have to book in.

2nd day of hari raya.
field fucking camp.
of 4 days.

fuck them ok. really.
fuck them.

_|_ _|_

see that ?
fuck them.

" down ! down ! down ! down ! down !
down ! down ! down ! down ! down !
down ! down ! down ! down ! down !
down ! down ! down ! down ! down ! "

you fucking cheebye. fucked up.

man. life is tough here. a culture shock.
its all physical and shit like that.

jeeez. other than that, its fasting mth.
i love the food at bazaars. will be missing that this mth.
damn..