All About Me
(Friday, October 01, 2004)
this is a blog all about me. i'm gonna try and answer some questions about me and the blog that has been wandering in your mind. (this is if you ever come back to this site and read my shit!!!) well, i assume you people might wanna know...
my name is LiEw. please check the case, it's LiEw, not liew or whatever. yes i do have a last chinese name and it's Lee-yook. many people that knows me for more than a year got no idea what my last name is. some says it sounds like a girl's name, you think so?
many people has asked me if the guy in the photo on the right hand side is me. the answer is yes. it was inspired out of boredom, a digital camera, creed song and a designer. in some unexplained ways, G changed the colour for me a little and i've been using this photo till now. yes, i love the photo a lot.
i love music. c'mon, think, other than your parents or grandparents, do you know anyone that hates music? i doubt that. so i think music is not really a passion. it's a part of us. my passion in music is in acoustic songs, gangtas rap and rock. i don't mind listening to jazz too.
i can't really take alcohol. used to drink so much, i fucked up my liver. at the same time, i get drunk easily. (cheap drunk) so i can only drink a maximum of 2 shots of drinks per night. beer is welcomed but i don't want to look like an uncle before 40. i ADOREEEEE, Jack Daniels, my best friend.
i care about what others say about me. i'm curious about things that other people see. generally, if i have the chance, i want see things from everybody's point of view. not that i really give a fuck what they want. i just want to know what they really think.
i like to cuss. i can never finish a conversation with a mutual friend without saying fuck. fuck is a part of my conversation, you know, like sometimes you say '
very big' and i say '
fucking bigggg' or "
gi'muthafucking'gatic". you can't really speak in english or hokkien without cursing, i think.
i did a lot of stupids things before. like showing my ass to my apartment guard cause he claims we were noisy, jumping from a flight of stairs cause i thought i was drunk, taking my iswara 1.3 at 170 kmph. that's all i can remember. so i guess i have not really done any stupid things after all...
i am an accident magnet. all the bad shit have to happen to me. i can easily injure myself while i'm doing nothing. i have had 4 major car accidents in less than 2 years. anyone can top that?
i think Sammy Vellu is a big fat ugly balding bitch. muthafuck that sonnawaslut
i'll go the distance and do whatever i can to get some food to satisfy my taste bud. however, i can eat anything, even if it taste like fuck. which makes me wonder, how does fuck taste like?
if there's anything else that about myself that you're still curious about, ask me. i'll try to answer it. TRY. not i WILL.
