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uhm... so, if you still check my blog every now and then hoping i'd update, i'm touched. so to everyone who's been asking for me, here you go.

so in the time between my last post and now... i've been to singapore, kl, and i'm now in brunei.

basically singapore was uneventful, but we love singapore anyway. good food. bought burning crusade there. that would be the expansion of world of warcraft. its so awesome. oh yeh. thats partly the reason you don't see me blogging. world of warcraft. the other reason was travelling alot (especially to places with no internet connection) puts you off blogging. but mostly its pure laziness. i'm blogging now cause my w.o.w. account is expired, and i'll only reload it after i return to kk.

uhm yeh. cousin dan came over and bunked at my place after i got back to kk, then we went to our dads' hometown in perak, no internet blah blah and then yoda was like "gay, you are, young jedi thing" so we practiced lots of driving. heh. heh. dan got into a spot of trouble. but no biggie. went down to kl a couple of times. i met up with hae jun. haha.

*phone ringing*
chris: OI! Hae JUN! I'm in Sunway right now bitch!
haejun: BULLSHITO... BULLSHITO.....BULLSHITO... FUCKah YUU!
chris: you haven't changed one bit asshole. but seriously i'm here.
haejun: oh, ok, i come see you now hahahahahahahahaha.

so yeh, after walking into a guitar store and trying out guitars and then walking out without buying anything, had beer and sheesh ahh... went went for dinner and went beck up to perak.

oh fuck, when i got back to kk, andrew and wilson picked me up to go get my results. holy shit. it's the worse thing that could happen. when they're not great (come on, everyone must've wanted 3 A's right?) and they're not so bad that you need to resit. so you don't know what to do. there's no point resitting, but it still might not be good enough to get where you want to anyway. so what the hell am i supposed to do. nghh.

and then now here i am in brunei. i love this place, but at the same time it's quite a miserable shithole. met up with loads of people. had a good time in general.

so i'll leave you now with some pictures i promised.



prom photo, me and alex. and ying ying i the background with the kinkiy smile. hah.



sipadan photo. there's more but i can't find them. i'll post them next time.

i can't be bothered to blog anymore

and i will explain why in due time. with fancy pictures and all.

for now, watch this.



hehehehehehe stewie's the best.

Mabul Island

Last night josh tells me "chris! daniel's on a bus to tawau now, i have to pick him up at 5AM!"

so i tell me dad. "hey, daniel's on a bus to tawau right now... i wish i could've gone." (cause i've been naggin about it before the exams.)

this morning, my mom wakes me up and goes, "chris, you wanna go tawau?"

chris: "maybe... i mean i've only been asking for a bout a month now."

and so i took an air asia flight, got there at 10 ish, rode like a bus out of hell down to sempurna with that insane bus driver and took a boat down to mabul in time to surprise cheekoh and josh and join them for lunch.

and cheekoh and i jumped off our room balcony into the water and swam all the way to the jeti and got up. hehe. fun. went snorkelling, you know, the usual stuff. saw freaky deaky long fishies with long pointy noses and a huge super massive school of fish that kinda floats around and then splits when you go near, like when moses took those buggers accross the jordan and stuff. and then they start swirling around you, its so freakin cool. I'm having such a good time here. and i'll be here for a few more days maybe back on friday. so i won't be reachable for a while, cause digi has no coverage here. goin to play on some other random island tomorrow, maybe go kayaking. see you guys.

PS. shit, the food is good.

PPS. and i'm even more sunburnt, like friggin red. like baaaaad.

Flimsy Alice Picks

I got pink one. Boo. I'm going to write a review on a pink .44 mm pink coloured Alice pick. 5four2threeleven!

.44mm Alice pick.

Price Paid: RM1.50
Dealer: Hollywood Music


Colour and Finish:
Overall, I like the look of this pick, I bought it in Hot Pink, with a silver Alice logo. After some playing, the Alice logo does wipe off a bit. As the pick is relatively thin, the edges get worn faster than harder picks, however it has still retained its original colour. Only the tip is slightly rounder, however this is slight, and does not hinder the playing. The finish is matte, slightly rough, which gives me a slot of grip.
.9/10

Sound:
Because of its roughness, it is very versatile. Shredding, despite the pick's flimsiness, is still fun. I use it to play all kinds of music, as I have no particular favourite genre. Be it Paradise City by Guns N Roses or one of Eric Clapton's bluesy tracks, even crunchy Cobain powerchords, this pick pulls it off excellently.
.10/10

Overall:
I love this pick, it maybe pink, but it plays nicer then most Ernie Ball picks and whatnot. The price does seem a bit high, but you can tell this is no ordinary pick. I have one in green as well. Just as good, not as attention-seeking though. And hey, lets face it, the focus of a concert is you, and not the audience's beer.
.10/10


Now, if anyone can guess the layout theme, or better yet, who the layout contains, you get a high five.

memffk

okay. i'm a graduate. now tell me what the fuck to do with my life.


GRRRRRROWL.

I'm sexy.

Cause i might have bigger boobs than you if i keep up what i'm doing... which is essentially, eating and sleeping. feel sorry for me please.

okay, so this is gonna be my new workout schedule.

10.00 AM Wake up early morning. Then roll around in bed.
12.00 PM Eat Lunch.
14.00 PM Eat a bit more.. maybe.
15.00 PM No more eating.
19.00 PM Until now.
02.00 AM Sleep.


wow. that's tough. but should be do-able. i'll get real fit in no time. whoo. intense. can you feel the pressure?

okay so. i'm writing a song called memffk. dunno why. but chorus is catchy. once i get it up on purevolume, will let you know. so until then, buh byeee.

ugh.

fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig bitch,
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig.
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig bitch,
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig.
nanana, nanana, neenerneenerneeeeeener,
nanana, nanana, neenerneenerneeeeeener,
boo, loo, hoo ha ha,
shafa, shafa, moofasa,
ninga nong ninga nonga ninga ding dong,
do you wanna tak sum bong?

Of Suspicious Janitors and Berry Cakes Pt.3

More bucketball, more losses. Could it get any worse? Actually it could, like they could die of a lung cancer that they never knew they had. But they didn’t. So what happened? Everyone rested… for a while. Then they started feeling moxious. Oh yes, very moxious. It was then that the chocolate bandits changed their name to… the Disco Bandits!

Why the Disco Bandits? It is in fact explained here.

Click the link. Trust me, its legit. What, the link doesn’t work you say? Nah, your interweb browser’s just screwed up that’s all.


Sucker… it’s actually right here.

Just scroll all the way down and refer to "Disco Bandit".

Back to the story.

The heroes had a great feast to celebrate their amazing achievement. There Peo began to strip his clothes next to a guy called Berry. Or Barry. Or John. Sounds the same to me- I mean, Peo, sounded all the same to Peo, so he couldn’t remember. Let’s just say his name was Berry. Bear was stripping his clothes too.

“That’s really moxious dude.” Said Peo.
“No, you’re moxious man.” Said John.
“No, you’re moxious.” Said Peo.
“No, you’re moxious.” Said Barry.
“Is your name Tom?” Said Peo.
“No, I’m Barry.” Said Berry.

And so, Peo became friends with Berry, for they felt they communicated well, and had a lot in common, for example, the lack of a shirt.

Peo and Weo met up the next morning and got on their retard high on cucumber. Cucumber is a great source of neural-destructive toxins and fat, and is highly recommended as a side dish to chocolate rice and milo chicken.

Using their Schneider-Sense, they went to a mall and scouted out the perimeter for a legendary treasure known as “Cake Stall”. After many long hours of searching for few minutes several days later, they found it. And they each said, “We found it.”

There in the “Cake Stall” was a pinkish, maybe purple, possible yellow cake, and above it a sinister sign: “BERRY CAKE”

“NOOOOOOOOOOO!” cried Peo.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO huh?” said Weo.
“THEY KILLED BERRY!” said Peo.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!” cried Berry.

And they laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed for hours and days and minutes and seconds and months and then a little more time.

When they got to the airport, Peo and Weo discovered a magical harem filled with silver bowls that men stood over and made suspicious splashing noises. Then there were the white bowls with water flowing into them in abundance. Peo discovered a pinkcum dispenser.

“It’s Pinkcum.” Said Weo.
“It’s like… a pink cucumber without the cu and ber.” Said Peo, in a profound manner.”

And they went home and lived happily ever after for the next 8 months and 17 days.

The end. Of the beginning. Of the middle bit. With 34% more plot to go.


…

Ok done. The End. Bye.