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Where it starts and ends

If you're a student, hardcore gamer who games for a huge portion of your life, big-time consistent celebrity slacker in studies, who fails to show up in class for months, abandon assessments throughout your course, who sleeps in the afternoon and stays awake through the night till the mornin, who's been sent to meet the director of your course, practically screwed up nicely, promised director to change, yet again back to your old lifestyle, and slack MORE, and find yourself one day startin to feel so worried everyday that when you think of it, all the colour on your face could be gone instantly and you feel like throwin up, and finally you feel so restless and uncomfortable everyday with the thought that you might end up with nothin left in the end, and your life would most probably go the way that you totally fear of... It's time to change, take your first step to it, NOW.

Delete and chuck away any games that you can reach for, whether you're addicted to it or not. Take a walk alone down the quiet streets at 5.ooam. Take a sweet hot shower, take your time with it, and be reminded not to use conditioner instead of shampoo to wash your hair. Sit down, start doing whatever shit you've missed in class, pay no attention to the fact that they're overdue, just bloody sit down and do. When your parents have woke up, have the courtesy to give them a call, have a lil nice chat of what you've actually been doing with the money they've been spendin on your education, do not hide. You might end up bein slaughtered, but it's worth it, and you f*ckin got no other choice.

At the end of the day, do yourself a favour and give a lil pat on your shoulder, havin taken your first step to change.

KIDNAPPED

Listenin to Potential Breakup Song again and again, temporarily addicted to it. Supposed to be sleepin, yet this song endlessly gives me the motivation to wake up from bed and attend to my blog hehe. Well I think haven't been updatin for a few days now, so I'll start off with my "trip" to Midvalley on Wednesday. On that lovely Wednesday noon, I woke up, quite contented with the sleep I had, yet mildly clouded with the feelin of remorse, havin fong fei gei-ed my friends who asked me along for a trip to Kuantan. Still, I just went on and did my own stuffs, lil bit here lil bit there. Few hours after that, I heard door bangin, someone claimin himself as "warden", demandin for the door to be opened. Naturally, I attended to that "warden", and instead of a short, fat, grumpy Indian, I found myself facing a not that tall, not thin at all, Mongolian-faced guy, and another slimmer guy with the word DotA written all over his face, both smirkin at me. I fell for it. The mistake couldn't be undone. Once the door was open wide, the interior of my hostel unit was stormed and invaded, I found myself bein threatened to get my ass ready for Midvalley. My laptop was taken over, what choice else did I have? I was kidnapped all the way to Midvalley.

Flaming Secret Recipe (image ruined by unknown black shoulder)

Arrived in Midvalley around 6.00pm, then Loong went to accompany his gurl to come to Midvalley. While waitin, Jorji and I walked around, and we went to have a look at guitar shops. Everytime I would be the ah mat for him when it comes to guitars. I would be in the shop, lookin at guitars, tryin to give natural guitarist's smile to the shopkeeper, and listen to Jorji, testin out guitars, one by one. He would play somethin which can't be considered as song, and it's exactly the same thing he been playin for years and years. That's definitely the best way anyone who knows bout music or even know nothin at all bout music, can describe what he was actually doin. There were a few guitars which he had a look at, that even someone like me who's totally alien to guitars, find them very attractive, sexy. Done with guitars, we decided to go somewhere to just sit down, have a drink and chillout. On the way down... there was a SODA and VOIR Jeans catwalk goin on. We slowed down to have a look. And.. and.. we saw YUMIKO and Dylan Guo on the runway!!! (sorry gurls, only Yumiko bolded) Jorji was practically doin a penguin dance, as he darted through spectators, to have a better look at Yumiko (he actually didn't even have the idea of who she is). Winnie Loo, founder of A Cut Above was also there (once again not bolded, lou beng). Couldn't take clear shot of them... since my phone sucks big time, some even claim it has a disastrous picture quality of 0.3 megapixels =( Aite, after done with all those entertainin eye candies, we went to Secret Recipe.

Lip smackin Oreo milkshake

Ordered Oreo milkshake. Notice the tray holdin sachets of brown sugar, sugar-free sweeteners and creamers? The person who was in the same table with me, kept openin sachets after sachets of brown sugar, pourin into his huge mouth, and munched away happily. I was unaware of the first sachet that he consumed, slowly realised what he was doin after seein all the empty wrappers on the table. He gave me a squintin eyes smile and said, "Hey, free dessert, why not? It's free, and it even has Secret Recipe written on it". Luckily Loong arrived before this friend had the chance to finish the whole trayful of "free desserts". We went to Pizza Hut for meal, sorry again, no nice images available due to the 0.3 megapixels. Then we saupei and went back to hostel. We actually had a few plans for that night, but ended up bein ruined by myself.. So I was kinda in a bad mood for the whole night. My mood got worse when I was msn-ing till bout 6.00am, my friend told me "somethin" bout myself. Sulkin with sour face in my room after that -.-