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v.70

(Sunday, July 25, 2004)
hey, guess what? i got a new phone. actually it's an old phone. you got it right, it's a motorola v.70. (duh!)

i got it from carie's cousin for 230 last week. i personally think that the design of the phone is really really cool.

just after i got the phone, i started smiling to myself. yes, smiling. well, that is normal. i have a type of weird smile when i am really happy. then i got a little carried away - i was smiling like an idiot in my office, TO MYSELF. i can't fucking stop, i don't know why...(i know, what the fuck was i thinking?)

then whenever my phone rings, the smiling effect got worse. i just can't help it. hahaha. then i had to tell someone what happened to i messaged myn wee (i told her i was really happy the night before...) and she thinks i've gone physcho and i need a shrimp (it was my stupid mistake cause i thought a shrink is spelled as S-H-R-I-M-P, fucking big mistake.)

i was smiling for about 2 days. then the joy got less.

LiEw


4:40 PM


GROSS

()
imagine this;

my brother and i were hanging out in the living room watching tv.
me: let's watch AKIRA (my lazy ass is too freaking heavy to move)
bro: ok
me: get the dvd, it's in my room.
bro: yes...right...

no, of course he didn't went and get the dvd. then after that, AXN was showing Fear Factor. 1 guy is suppose to get on insects into the blender and the other guy is supposed to get blended insects into the weight scale. whoa, that was so cool. (they had to do it with their mouth only!) it was super fun. then my bro grossed out. he went to the kitchen.

me: you wanna watch this or what?
bro: no.
me: get akira dvd. it's in my room
bro: sure

hahaha, he went and got the dvd, put it into the player and i had lots of fun. ahahahah

LiEw - 1, Bro - 0

LiEw


4:33 PM


M U T A T I O N

(Wednesday, July 14, 2004)
last week, i think i went to the bank 3 times, or was it 4. i can't really remember.

i needed to get a credit card but i can't really get one yet so i have to ask my dad to give me a supplementary card. then the bank people told me i got the wrong form. i was in kepong, and have to go all the way to PJ to that bank. alright, no biggie, i'll just have to get the right form.

since my paycheck is also issued in the same bank, i thought it would be great if i have a bank account in that particular bank. a current account in that matter. then bank people told me i need to get someone to recommend me. ok, no biggie again, i need my paycheck dearly.

so i went back again, get my bro to sign for my form, got everything ready, went back to the bank. this time, everything is enough. well, of course that's good news but they need to search some database to make sure i am not broke or something. duh! alright, no biggie, that will take 2 days. i got a little pale after that. i've been staring at my paycheck for 1 fucking week and i can't spend my money. no biggie, i can wait.

2 days later, i want back to the bank, got my account and everything settled. they asked me to get my ATM card, e-banking stuffs and my cheque book from another counter. alright, (i was like so fucking happy, i don't know how to express myself). when i got the other counter, the bank girl told me
1) ATM card out of stock (alrighty, no biggie, i still have a cheque book and e-banking)
2) They can't issue the cheque book yet. (still no biggie, i can transfer my money via e-banking)
3) no e-banking cause there's no officer to sign my shit.

then the weirdest thing happened. i felt a slight chill in me. then before i can say fuck, my muscles was erecting. i could feel nothing but anger. my muscles were erecting so much it tore my shirt. my eyes turned red, my skin was turning green. yes people, i turned in the mighty HULK and started manacing all the bank staff without mercy. i bit their heads off, maim the rest of their body, threw cars to the other side of the road, take some cash then jump off...

people, of course that didn't happen. i just said 'fuck, not again. god damn muthafucking hell. fuck, fuck fuck', and left. i know, i am useless

LiEw


8:35 PM


WAlKing DEAD

(Monday, July 05, 2004)
wazzup?

i got back from tioman about 10pm yesterday. i'm so freaking tired. didn't have any photos to upload cause we took photos with G's camera. should be able to get it when she's back in Aussie or when i see her sister.

i'm not gonna give the details about the trip but i'm just gonna give you the highlights.

- pantai Juara's a really nice place. we're the only people on that beach. 5 lousy youngsters and one 2 km beach. all thanks to Geak
- we had a lot of alcohol
- when wendy got drunk, she kind of said - THIS IS THE BEST TRIP I'VE BEEN!!! (more than a time [right...she was drunk.])
- steph had like 7 or 8 shots of vodka but she can still sweep the floor after she was drunk.
- andrew tried kayaking around tioman island. well, he came back safely after we asked a safe boat to rescue him cause he didn't came back on time.
- sand gets stuck at the crack of your ass easily when you're at the beach.

LiEw


5:51 PM


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