Posted by psych at December 30th, 2006

Im gonna take a break typing about my life. Back to my inner thoughts on how the universe should work. How life has been unfair to me. How my Zen Vision died on me the second I laid my hands on it. Creative Sucks. No wall charger, (hmm.. right name?), just the dumbass usb one. 6 hours of charging. Battery low. Shiny shiny black Zen -> Dead Zen = Useless Zen.

Ok. Nuff of that. So many hot people in Singapore. People of both genders are hot there. Not like thailand where only the girls.. er and maybe some ladyboys are hot. So many modelly people there. Lotsa Hot Chinese People. Lots of hot white/eurasian people. Lots of hot Malay people (ok not that many but way more than here anyway) Whats wrong with us Malaysians, Vision 2020 my ass. If we can’t get more hot people in here we will NEVER be developed. I mean Europe’s full of hot ppl. And They’re Developed. Africa.. Er not so many hot people imo. And.. Not developed. Patterns are forming in my maturing brain. What we need… are more plastic surgeons. Thats what China’s up to i think. More plastic surgeons = more hot people = Developed Nation.

Back to the universe. I think its going off balance a little. All the wars. Reading about wars when you’re young make them seem like things long gone like the titanic or well, WW2. They are kinda like horror histories about how stupid people were and how many people died due to the stupidity of a select few. But hey guess what, its happening again. In Africa, and of course, in the middle east. Guess humans dont learn from history after all. People are still dying. But it’s weird how your grandkids will be asking you about what you were doing while the war was going on and stuff. You’ll just go.. “Er.. I just saw a few clips in the news about it.” “I think America won the war” or “Oh, I was busy shopping ’cause i was a teen in the 2000’s, therefore those were times of many sales and gadget/clothes/stuff-buying.” Anyway the war’s bigger than many people think. I think that was my point.” I hope my grandkids are smart enough to know that if the war wasnt anywhere that affected me personally, I wouldnt really care. That sounds really really selfish or ignorant but it makes sense to me. I’ve got other things to worry about. Like girls.

*skip this is you dont wanna read about the most awesome girl in the world*

On to girls. I miss Y. Who doesnt know this site. I think. Thats why Im using her name. Damn it Haha. I changed it to Y. For the record I actually typed out her full name out there. Doesnt matter anyway. The only girl who made me cry. Deep inside. Well not cry like a girl. She made me cry like a guy. Hard, masculine tears meant to bury her memory deep inside my thoughts. Bury her in all the pain until i just start to forget it. And her along with it. Well.. I think it didnt work. I cannot move on. Damn. Haha. Its not her fault. Well it is coz shes so damn perfect that I cant go for anyone else but its mostly mine. Hey, Im messed up. Like most people. But Cmon its been such a freakin long time. I need to find some awesome girl who can make me forget. I’ll find her. If its the last thing.. [See I ended with a positive, moralboosting note =)]
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A week without warcraft saw me dreaming about playing it. Then waking up dissapointed. Happened once and freaked me out. I love it. It loves me. It makes me happy. I wanna marry it. Have baby warcrafts. Make a warcraft family. Buy them a big house. Watch them grow up. Then maybe get it on with a Diablo 3 on the side. then when warcraft finds out, it uses my money and goes to a plastic surgeon to add on more expansions and new maps. BIG BIG MAPS. Bouncy maps. \ /. Er.. but ill divorce it. But its already used up so much of my cash that my darn pc cant support diablo 3. so i lose that too. all im left with is…. o0. OMGGG G33K TALK. IM G33k TALKING.

Er.. fo shizzle ma nizzle.

have fun lives invisible people

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