his million complaints

and i got my day planned tomorrow. im gonna rush to SAM straight after work to perform just one song. its worth it. trust me. and i was already planning while in the bus. what my last meal would be just in case if i were to be hanged. my answer would be Mushroom Swiss Double from BK and MCSPICY and Double Cheeseburger. and that i would throw tantrum on my last day in prison. and i know what im going in for. thats if i pull it off here goes nothing. i hope i get a death sentence.

drop by SINGAPORE ARTS MUSEUM tomorrow. deep muziq performing with kwizyne and d-fault. "WHOA" $2 entry fee. cute aint it?

(godwin and esther and the other girl) and i never knew til today. that the female cast during the science show is essy's sister. and that essy is friends with godwin for 10years already. what a small world again. oh my. SCIENCE IN THE MALL is dope. like what jess said. jesscience in the adamall now that cracked me up. cos it sounds kinky. MMHMMM....aint it?

the 0843 bus. i boarded the bus and walked in and she was busy revising. i looked at her, she looked at me. and then i chose a seat near her. it strucked me. not only did she look like you. she reminds me of you. the glasses. the hair. and her everything is black. and oh, her name. its the same as your name. i freak myself out. what am i doing? sheesh. this is wrong. but then again, its better to be less gay and be reminded of the past that made my thoughts gay.

im starting to miss my old 5 per hour job. i'll blog you another day. there sits Roselun. sad hungry and lonely in this foreign country. i didnt know that this would be the last pic i took of him. before snapping this shot, i bought us a McChicken and a Big GULP each. and that left me with 80cents change in hand. "u want?" "gimme la" he said he said he could do with some change. so yes. im nice that way. the last thing i told him was "see you friday" which is today. in which i never did cos im not working there no more. and im saddened by the thought of it all cos i wanted to give him packets of instant noodles today. see you friday roselun. _____________ "wheres your mommy?" i asked "she died" the boy in blue said "huh? really?" "she died yesterday" he and the brother shook his head. "he's lying"

cicak in your muffin? and i spasmed looking at it. ooh the horror

the q&a host and a 5 year old Joshua. "a, b, or c? a spider is an insect. is it a.)yes or b.)no or c.) i don't know " "B" "B.) No. is that it?" "B" "is that your final answer?" "B" "are you sure?" "B" how silly. notice. i seem to only work in kids infested industry. strange aint it. and deep muziq not wanting kids yet find them interesting. see the link?

do you know how i hate anxiety? its like a disorder that gets the best of me. do you know why i dont like being late? do you know why im always like there at the stipulated time because i cry when i am late. especially when it comes to big meetups or important events. i never did wanted to admit that. and i think only a few know that. and so yes. i cry when im late. and i dont know who to blame. __________________ and the thing that jolted me from my dreams. the 0843 bus. sheesh. i re-slept at 6am and didnt turn on my handphone alarms. it was 0930. and i had to be at Plaza Singapura by 1000 to report on my first day at work. right there and then, i knew it was coming. the anxiety attack. i cried first before i rose up from bed. eyes all red. i took a flash shower and begged my dad to send me to work. and i knew i missed the 0843 bus. and my heart pounded like a bulldozer with hydraulics. next thing i know, i was short of breath. that was when i realized that i needed to get a grip. i

but i want you to stay. so i came in halfway through the morning briefing. i was kinda considered late. 15mins late to be exact. my manager, Shah,(the big tall dark complexion guy) asked me "adam, why late?" "bus jam" i could have avoided all that. really i could. and no, im not copperfield. i was doing myself a favour. i waited for the 0843 bus. i actually nearly missed it. it was raining bulls and rhinos this morning. and so i slept in for a bit longer. but 0843 bus kinda motivated me to get up. and the next thing i knew, i was running in the rain to the bus stop. yes, i know it sounds silly. but i just needed to know. tib 1133b was there on time. but my usual front four seater was taken up. and she wasnt there at her usual spot near the door. i was like, "oh well. no need to ask for her number then." but did i mentioned? tib 1133b is an articulated bus. so i proceed to the back carriage. and like any chinese drama, there she was. and i thought i saw an

so yes. post 800. that means i blogged for at least 350 times this year. and since im grumpy. lets celebrate, GRRRR! im not pleased. looking back, (edited)

you know that thing that changes boy's voices to man? like i was listening to a mmm downloaded unreleased track from Chris Brown. and, he's voice is at an all time bass. so he's no longer unique in my book. "wuz up"-chris brown. not worth listening. well i never liked that dude eversince his muziq became critically mainstream popularised. and one more thing. i hate you. im feelin grumpy. i hate you

well, every odyssey has an end. i am no longer the 'lina declared' toy fairy. i no longer serve at Toys'R'Us Forum The Shopping Mall. and just when i thought that tomorrow was my off day. and just when i thought that my last day was friday morning shift. just when i thought of donating to my Pinoy mates Instant Noodles so that they can survive in this cruel country. roger managed to contact me. so, there is no OFF tomorrow. from tomorrow till 11 June, i will dedicate my time to Science Centre's Science In The Mall. and the chosen mall is Plaza Singapura. and Roger said i'll be doing something on Spiders. and oops, i didnt attend the training. and still i have to go for work tomorrow.

"i swear, if she takes the 0843 bus again tomorrow, i'll ask for her number or sumtyn" that was random. but as random as it is, theres this girl who's always sitting at the same spot everyday. well, she boards from the interchange, so its easy for her to 'chope' that seat near the door. and i board from the second stop. ample seats yes there are. but somehow i choose to sit at the front four seater. the seat facing the back of the bus. so yeah, everyday, we steal glances at one another. like in a chinese drama? well yeah. i guess. she started it! well, she is facing the front and im facing the back, so yeah. but everyday we sit at the same spot. but thats not the point. the point is. she looks exactly like someone i know. result of the prototype i guess. __________ talking about chinese drama. everyone at TRU forum knows that im an addict. they know that i pick only morning shift cos of that. and that i refuse to work full cos of that. and while they whine abo

apparently, deep muziq will be performin' with kwizyne and d-fault. Popcorn Playa. Singapore Arts Museum, The Glass Hall 31st May, Saturday 6pm-9pm $2 per entry just one song. we aint got time to prepare. and i'll give u a hint. WHOA! _____________ WHOA! (d.muziq, d-fault, kwizyne) written by d.muziq, d-fault, kwizyne produced by d-fault, d.muziq speaking about 'Whoa!' we have yet to make a muziq video for that track. mm hmm. lets just say, we're ambitious and we need a Ferrari and a club for filming. and i have to admit, its not hard to get any of those. but what caused the delay was the planning and the timing. we had like final year project then. so that was top priority over our self indulgence video. hoho! WHOA! its the only song that we have thats non balladish right now. mm hmm. oh yeah, if you wanna enjoy an evening with local rappers, $2 is all it takes. ask me for tix. join me this saturday. and its a day after payday! HOOGA!

remember the episode i mentioned about the 3 wasted ironmen? there, opened and still new. today. boy oh boy. i was uber pissed. i had this 2 huge cartons. and in these 2 cartons were these random d.i.y. standee. its the blue thing in the picture below for simpler comprehension. they came with no instruction manuals. just flattened blue cardboards with dotted lines that made no sense. so me and adam (my colleague) and my sup tried hard to figure out the nobel prized puzzle. gahh. even the supervisor got it all wrong. not to mention adam. well, i did figure it out. and they were like..."oh" and after that they walked away, leaving me alone to fix the standee. grrr. well, they had other urgent things to do. so yes, did i mention the first standee collapse after they left? so yes, back to square one and i had to fix both standees. Madeline saw me fixing the mess. all she could offer me was... "Oh, drop ah?" she stared and then walked away. madeline is around 50-60 year

they love it. waiting for me to remove the red rubber band from the brown wrapping paper. in all eagerness, they seem to enjoy seeing the pale veggified rice that i buy. "aku tengok nasi kau terus tak selera sah (i look at your rice and i lose my appetite)" hafiz "ni makan macam kat hospital seh (its like hospital food)" khai "diet?" farhan well, diet is not the answer to that question. but even i dont understand why im so against chicken nowadays. but that doesnt mean no to chicken. and i have never liked fish. no beef please. i tried my best to find an angle that makes it look appealing. and thats the most colourful pic i achieved to get. that was like yesterday's. yay, this was today's! mmmmmmmm

So I’m sitting down at my desk at work the other day making calls to random people when a few of the telemarketers I work with bring up that ‘thing’. I don’t know, something about her being served last at restaurant or something, either way she’s really upset about it and said, "its because I’m indian." or at least that’s what I’ve heard. Either way it’s irrelevant to what came next. "Man, I hate it when 'they' play that race card." one of my colleague says. At this point, I know this isn’t going anywhere good. Regardless if it was because my friend over here is chinese or not, usually when people pull out that saying, and its usually white or the ‘better’ race, their next sentence starts something like: "now, I’m not racist or anything buuuut..." I’m a fairly rational person, but I’m also a fairly opinionated person. Because of the latter I generally keep my thoughts on the world to myself and a few select others. In polite conversation we general

post 790. the post on me. i. i have a habit of biting off my fingernails. and i'm already 20. i promised mommy to stop biting at the age of 6. guess its my bad. i used to be able to take chocolate milk as substitute for milk. but after a long dry spell of not taking it, my body kinda reject choco milk. so my current substitute would be Nutrisoy. and i have that everyday. i used to love tomato ketchup. but now, wherever i go, whatever i eat, i dislike condiments. except for maybe a mayo dip for my grilled chicken foldover. apart from that, chilli sauce is a no go. even if im having the most boring breast meat of the chicken. no chilli sauce please. but, cheese dip is an exception. that is just fats from heaven that i cant deny into my system. which reminds me, i have never tried mac and cheese before. hint hint. as a kid, i've never liked Coke. but i got into it when i needed the sugar rush in poly. and that got my sugar level too high. like thanks ah. then i shifted to Coke Lig

really. it got me down to my knees. but then it got me thinking, 4years ago we were kids. did i let go? but yeah and nope. nope. cos i still dont believe in love. "love aint supposed to feel this way, love aint supposed to hurt or cause you pain love aint supposed to make you cry, but now im tryna wipe my eyes, im hatin love" trey songz - hatin' love im so not looking forward to anything now.

my mommy never warned me that life would be full of upsets and downfall. mommy never taught me what to expect when it comes to making friends. she never told me that people changes. all she did told me was that love is not real. she never did teach me what to do when in a relationship. she never taught me how to handle heartbreaks. she never did explain why gays and bisexual exists. she never did taught me all those. cos parents know. they know. these things in life has to be experienced to understand. and love is still not real to me. ________________ "work is the only thing that stops you from killing yourself" sai "the more you work, the more you smoke" sai "when you dont work, you cant afford to buy cigarettes. its either cigarettes or food" sai "but when you work, you can buy cigarettes and food, and the things that you like" dm

hello and goodnight/day/afternoon/evening to you. well just know that i've greeted you because i usually forget to do so. but being the non appreciative person i am, i take that back. and i hope your day was miserable. thats how everyday should be. tormenting and draining. thats the truth. im just playin. dont take me seriously. now, endorsements. if deep muziq's family get to endorse a few products, i think you'd see my face in Frozz ads. i mean, look at the number of Frozz i have stacked at home. i have yet to see the supply run dry. its always there. an average of 8. never less than 3. and yes, i always have Frozz in my pocket. being sugar free is also a plus point. next would be nutrisoy. i bought 6 1litre packs within this weekend. 2 yesterday and 4 today. and every other day during lunch as well. and i cleared at least 3packs of it today. and people, dont make me laugh. theres no lactose in soya milk. so never ever ask me "eh? you can take soya milk ah?" &qu

similar to the case of Redhill and Bukit Merah, Paya Lebar and Toa Payoh share the same meaning as well. ______________ in all honesty. i was quite disappointed in myself this morning. there was a whole lot of noise outside my window. "sounds like a Scania" i told myself. so once the noise cleared, i looked out. there it was. 187 was exiting my carpark. filled with passengers. and mind you, 187 dont even stop infront of my house. 187 (Woodlands-Boon Lay) it was a Scania Elbo. apparently, it must have made a U-turn at my carpark at 11am. and why didnt i get a shot of it? damn you. the last time a bus made a U-turn at my area was in 1998. it involved service 157 (Boon Lay -Toa Payoh) around 9pm. a Leyland Atlantean (non-aircon double decker) and that model was scrapped in 2000. _______________

so yes, spare me 31 seconds. its like the coolest toys. and its bigger than my head. real expensive plastic.

triangle circle x square. wonder why i'd missed out on that. but thats not the point here. the point here is that suddenly, i've got the urge to buy toys again. and i wanna get that HUGE ASS ULTIMATE BUMBLEBEE. his original price is $180. but thanks to the ssssh june massive savings at tru, he's now $110. and since staff can get 10% off, he's 100 only! wee-ness! and i know, no one would wanna watch the toy review. so imma summarise. it has tons of sound effects, pose ability, auto moving hands wings and head. and voice interactivity. and its so cute watchin the size comparison. Psyduck plush doll looks cute next to Ultimate Bumblebee. WEEEEE! or, i can just shut up and get myself an iphone. i love dilemmas.

"easy to the eye, know i can't deny. she was the kind that never had to front. shawty had a man but he had different plans, he was only there for just a one night stand" deep muziq i am at ease. i really am. i really am lying. now. all i know is that i'll be missing out on the company's Dinner and Dance. like thanks NS for that. just when i nearly had my chance to go for my first D&D. and it feels sucky. to establish your name and to set an image already. and i have to leave. i used to be the new guy who'd ask the regulars what to do next? but now, considering that im working everyday, the tables turned. the scripts flipped. they ask me what to do. and i'd be like, "move the pallets there, flatten the carton and clear the cage. and sweep the staging area" i used to ask the regulars, "hey, wheres the Bionicle section?" and now, regulars ask me, "where's Mushabelly? the $19.90 ones" "Hot&In" "sure?&quo

oh how i hate santa. santa might indeed be the world's biggest bitch. the elves sure hates doing straightening and clearing trucks. especially when it comes to private brands. confused yet? lemme go through. its just a simple scenario at TRU. but the main point is that, i wanna start my usual bitching again. so you can ignore this post if it gets yummy. now, i'll start off by intro-ing to you the 5 managers in our store. they rotate shifts throughout the week, so the combinations is never fixed. and its funny that they have their nicknames posted on the noticeboard "these are the important numbers you should call if you're on MC, late for work, resigning, getting married, cat give birth or requesting leave." thats the header you'll see before reaching to the manager contact list. Ying (superboss) Shah (cobra lancer) Amin (the rock) Patrick (the cool guy) Su (cutest) and im like huh? that was my first reaction on my very first day at work when i read the nickna

i stared at the mirror. i just got home at 915pm today. that got me excited cos i finally got to catch an episode of "the rhythm of life" but zhiling died already and the characters are going crazy. damn. so much for missin out on 2 episodes. i stared at the mirror. i see tell tale signs of aging. the fineline wrinkles, the greyhair. im old.

oh wow. its 3:28am. and i just reached home. again. nightstacking. and. i have to report for morning shift later at 9:30am. totally. im wasted. im really drained. juiced out even way before military. on the lighter side of things. ___________ TAMAGOTCHI ver 5 is here. its been sometime. and its Familitchi! meaning, more than one pet in one device. kinky!! TRANSFORMERS ANIMATED is finally in store. China Sq Central had it earlier and took advantage. charging $35 when RRP is $26.95. HULK toys are out (again for the re-release of the movie) all the toys are uber green. INDIANA JONES new other toys are out. most importantly, KUNGFU PANDA is out. damn you Po. ____________ next. i forgot to take my medicine the whole day, resultin in me with a raspy voice. not important. so, me being the appreciative bastard, heres a proper reply to people who had the heart to contact me today. ____________ hey Jess. and yes, it midweek. the parot thingy in my throat has soothen itself. thanks to the antibio

the following picture has no link to the topic posted tonight. its just to attract the attention to the lengthy words below. wow, what spoiler. now look, the time is 2:46am. i just got home from this thing called work. and supposedly, i will be coming home as late as this tomorrow. and i will have to report to work tomorrow at 9:30am. so much for sleep. now, i missed the BIG TRU MORNING MEETING today at 745am. i was in bed when i received a message from Soon Hao at 7:41am. "you reached already?" REDUCE SPEED NOW. take your time and read. _____________ i was like still in bed. oblivious to the meeting. apparently he was late as well. so he took EXPRESS 502 at around 0750. from Jurong West. i took FastForward 174e at exactly 0810. he reached Forum at 0815. i reached Forum at 0859. so can somebody please tell me why on earth did i pay $1.90 for a useless ride. normal 174 costs me $1.29. 174e took the same route as 174 when it could have used the E'way. it was purely up to th

as of 20th May, say hello to 10 more days and 26 more days. 2 countdowns to look forward to. 10 more days to payday (again!) i feel the abundance of it all. and i shall say goodbye to TRU. was ahem, fun while it lasted. i might be back again when im desperate.

2x+2y = 2(x+y) therefore adam = a(dm) class dismissed.

PEREZ!!! no offence to perezhilton.com but perez in real life on TRL aint that funny. dish! the ending punchline was stupid. "one last news, pete is having my child" perez "yes. indeed i am" pete replies and takes out a pic to show camera. and it was a pic of a bulldog. funny? nah uh it aint. _________________ LIONEL!!!! took one step outside my house. read the sms. "hey no need to go already." damn. no prison visits on public holiday? sheesh. 5 minutes earlier, i took my medication. all those things that had the power to make me drowsy. ___________________ MOMMY!!! the time was 835am. next moment, i fell asleep til 1pm. damn, the medication was strong. and during that course of time, my mom managed to cut my hair. yes. while i was sleeping. unconcious and drowsy, i told her 'yes' when she asked me whether she could cut my hair while i was lying down and sleeping. next moment i know, she cut my most important fringe. and she managed to cut the side

its a trilogy i tell you. not gonna complain, but wait, i am. how on earth did i get the bacteria to infect my parotid glands. its funny that the swelling on the left side went down, but now, its developing on the right side? oh sheesh. here i go again. i tell you. TOYS R US is not clean. with the renovation going on. with kids and mucus running all over. with me being dehydrated, its no wonder im ill. and yes, later, i shall visit Uncleboy. but really, im quite drained. i use up my off days to have social life, i use up my MC days to interact and meetup. well at least i dont need a social bunny. so goodbye Boozwah! and the medication for my fever makes my head spins. not a dope feeling. curses. vernilli.

"who needs love? i dont wanna get married" hasif said "dude, you're starting to sound like deep muziq." ______________ in my p.o.v. when an individual is subjected to prolonged solo time and solo thoughts, his/her heart hardens and sees love in a negative light. theres no longer room for love. its become obsolete. thus, he/she becomes a single player. i know the feeling of being helplessly dependent on love. and man i hate that. i moved away from that. the last time i was officially not single? 2004. the year deep muziq came about. after that, love became a no no. it became something that i took advantage of. flings with girls (and guys) became commonplace til halfway my sexdrive wasnt there no more. satisfying others became boring to me. but maybe after reading too many mushy gushy carebear coated books and blogpost, it made me consider for a while. nah, stil unconvinced. maybe one day. maybe one day. ________________ truth is walking downtown today from like 4

today. i shouted at my mom at 7am when she asked me to take my medication. "DIAM AH!!" so loud that neighbours could hear me. but at 9am, she asked me again to take my medication. i replied obediently like a pet dog. "okie dokie" in a melodic tonation. wow. 2 different deep muziq in the morning. ___________ today. zul- was the first time i met zul-. i knew him through hasif, but through the blog and the tagboard. and we had msn convo even before meetin face to face. so today was the day. cos today was the official release of.... "OMGHEYZUL Fanzine edition #1" its like a blogpost on a more tangible form. more physical. quite dope. which reminds me of something that i paid $8 at the Red Dot Museum during Maad Sunday. and so, deep muziq didnt have much to say on that day. apart from a few coughs. the $8 comic book and the free zine if i were to come up with one, i'll fuse words with drawings. dope it would be. _____________ so today after the zul meetup,

its when the doctor asked for my name and it took me awhile to recall. its when mommy was laughing while looking at the 'twohill' girl who stole 12 glances at me its when mommy laughs when i throw tantrum. only to stop when i used violence. "hahaha, ini punya anak pun ade?" she laughed "this kind of child also exist?"

do you know what passion is? i think this would be it. there was this bus driver. i shall name him OOSA. cos its cool like that. he worked for SBS and he opted to drive 173 cos its oosa's favourite. but in 2001, due to NEL agreements, 173 and other BB services came under TIBS. so oosa quit SBS and joined TIBS. and he opted to drive 173 cos its oosa's favourite. _______________ 173 was based on Kranji Depot. so was oosa. but on March 23rd 2008, 173's control was transferred to Woodlands depot. so oosa tried hard to request for transfer to WDL depot. but he didnt get it. thus, he quit his job. along with 3 other 173 drivers, citing the same reason. oosa's been driving 173 for 20 years. and this, is a true story.

food is making me grumpy. i need to taste food properly like back then. im tired of having to taste everything as salty. but what im craving for now is KFC's Chicken with Popeye's Whipped Potato. i hate KFC's whipped potato and i hate Popeye's chicken. ______________ and i love seein the Woodlands Depot services running on Bukit Batok services. ooh, i just heard one just now. an off service Scania Strider returning to BB Int after doing service 173A at 12.20am. kinky

just when i thought it was only mumps. and somehow, i love it whenever 2 doctors attend to me at the same time. like the first time when i got my ears infected. now this. so yeah, i have Parotitis, which is most often caused by a bacterial infection of staphylococcus aureus. and the pain is unbearable and unearthly. not only my parotid gland is swollen hard, food all tastes salty to me. from my dad's curry, to my mom's asam pedas, to the hawker's nasi lemak. grrr. and wow, the medicine's all bitter. especially that liquid gargle thingamajig. and lucky i didnt go to the doctor yesterday. else i'll be treated for havin high fever as well. 39.1 degrees. mm hmm. it went down today cos i had a cool bath. down to 38.3. bahh. ________________ and so the old Bukit Batok's McDee has been renovated. its been there for the longest time. way back in history to feed my mc craving when i wanted a happy meal. and i saw this random conveyor belt thingy in the kitchen. nice. ___

ditch that the first time i ditched work. this immortal has finally taken the blow. i couldnt contain it any further. i dont fall sick often but when i do, i'm the most hottest thing ever. peaking at 39.1 this morning. the mumps got irritating. i think the trigger was the collapse yesterday. below is the scene of the accident, taken before the fall. deep muziq was so excited accomplishing all the stacking, solo. climbed down the narrow path and all went KABOOSH KABOOSH KABOOM. blackout. so to those who love sharing my water bottle at work for a drink. you're in for a treat, for mumps are 'spreadable' via saliva. well thats what wiki said. good luck to the rest. ___________________ tomorrow mommeh wanna take me to clinic tomorrow. yay! free. hammy-d goin to RP's openhouse tomorrow. yay! fluke. and i transformed into the ultimate beast today. so much so that my sis cried each time i approached her to say i'm sorry. i'll be honest, i think its Panic attack. i d

dont know whether you people read the news. but its been discovered that the gender of the baby is dependent on how much the mother eats. so if the mother eats more, there'll be a higher chance that she'll give birth to a boy. and female otherwise. was your momma on a diet? bahhhh

immortality. i rationed my cold relief tablet today. to test out whether it really worked or is it just me. popped in 1 tablet in the morning at 10am. i didnt feel a tinge of difference. but by 3pm. my body heated up. i started coughing. so thinking it was just pure chance, i popped in another. that lasted me till 8pm. body started heatin up again. hid in the store. laid down. had 40 winks. _______________ 50 kg dropped on me. imagine this. boxes weighing at least 8kg stacked from the floor to the ceiling in the storeroom. i did stacking below. feeling proud, next moment, all the stacked boxes dropped and hit me down. it hit my head bad. stuck under a pile of heavy boxes. the blow to my head made me blackout for a jiffy. bahh. i laid there. not wanting to move. there were approximately 23 boxes on me. unladen weight. maybe it cracked my skull. that'll be fun.

"if you spend time with me everyday you will noe im not perfect" thats what she said. some people seem so bubbly and exuberant. but underneath that facade, theres always a frail being supporting that weight on the shoulder. and god made us who we are. god wont torture us with something we cant handle. we aint perfect, but we mask it with our sincerity. "we're perfectly sincere" so haters, i love you too. so lovers, i hate you. after all, its not love. its company that i yearn for. kudos to those in relationships. no diss. but whatever. not my problem. sometimes, my thoughts have no rhyme or reasons. sometimes, my heart pound in anger as i blog. i get all caught up. its the heartstrings and emotional turmoil i guess. suddenly, i feel that driving a bus is the most easiest job. and i really forgotten my name today. and it sounded foreign to me. i need to call myself adam more often. how to pronounce? "up to you" mommeh

i am immortal at work. the strongest being in the store and staging area. my engines run like a bendy bus. but when the effects wear off, i'll curl up like a ball and yearn to die. thats when i pop four more Panadol Cold Relief. and i'll feel invincible again. believe it or not, i have a bad flu, bad throat, lumps and sores around my neck. but it gets numb with excess hot water and panadol. i love you panadol

jess. says: hi dm says: HHHHHIIIIII! hello! weee! lalalalala doink doink doink jess. says: im jess dm and i are friends oh how i love this kind of happy carefree convos. how about a happy blogpost? ya. weeeee! boing boing! hohoho! yups!!!

i've still got that massive crush on you. and it took me guts to do this.

the creator of umbrella is back with his new song. THE DREAM "I LUV YOUR GIRL" Love Hate and my sis was repeating that line the whole afternoon. 'i luv your girl' its cute to see a chubby singer sing. especially with the oversized American blankie he has on. and a plump guest rapper as well who talks about Hilary Clinton, Barrack Obama and Osama Farque That Nigga... lalalala sure, like as if you would wait for the video to load and watch it. but dang, who cares.

notice how green my place is? notice that bukit batok is a town in the woods. notice that those hills and trees block my TV reception and thus, we heavily depend on Starhub cable vision. mm hmm ____________ and happy birthday LINA!!!! 18 Years OLD SEH!!!!

unknown to all ironic to all truth. i lead the most perfect life. i dont have flaws. the only flaw may only be how i bring myself across here. but as mentioned. im dope. and i update for me not you. deep muziq is high on Coffee ice cream, Chocolate chip ice cream, Apollo chocolate bars, Fererro Rocher. and fake Fererro known as Passion. yum! envy me for sugar makes me dope and forget that i have flu.

i reached home at 4.10am. mommeh opened the door. dad was in the kitchen. mommeh was cooking. then later on dad went to sleep. mommeh joined in (for like years finally*) she'll be heading to work at 6am. thats her morning life. and i realised i never did say "thank you" nor wished her a "happy mother's day" _______________________________ side dish *my mom and dad dont sleep together for like erm, 16 years already. they sleep in separate rooms. dad sleeps in the masterbedroom, hammy-dee has been sleeping with my mom her whole life. why dont they sleep with one another? i wonder why. dont they make love no more? dont they love each other? remember our i1u212c short film? the chapter about the husband sleepin on the bed and the wife in the closet. see the exaggerated link where i got the inspiration from? no? nevermind moving on maybe this is what happens when you got to know each other via "blind date/matchmaking" maybe this is what happens when you

advisory i dont update for you. i update for me. but you're always welcome to read. you're obligated to. cos whatever i type here is basically what i am saying to myself and deep muziq. ________________ scheduled i woke up at 6. did a fake prayer routine to please my parents. cos basically, with thanks to alcohol, im dirty. ooh, kinky. so i re-slept afterwards. but never did woke up on time. 9.03am DISH! i should be out by 8.15am usually. 9.15am OUT and ready. with 9 sausages in my bag. remember the sausages. 10.07am Thumbed in. 7 mins late. and i realised im not in charge of Receiving no more. boy oh boy. did 3 mistakes in a row. and im leaving soon. so yeah. thats why. 1.57pm thumbed out for lunch. i was really looking forward to eat. but. my packet of 9 sausages was infested with black ants. i stared at it. thinking of ways to clean it up so that i can eat. bah, but too many ants. i hate you ants _________________ whatever that happened later so i went to buy lunch for me a