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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
allowed entry at 12:58 am


Hi, my name is Slenger.
And apparently, Ika's also my name.
"Ika! Ika!" what the fuck?! -______________________-"


I'm still sore I didn't get to go for Taste Of Chaos.
Not that I didn't wanna go. Just thought that I'd be wasting cash.
But aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, bummer of the fuckin' century!
Who wanna go Manic Street Preacher's gig and Kylie Minogue's concert with me?!
I wanna dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee lah sia.
Kylie Minogue cool ah. Mmmmmmm.


I feel like putting my life to a halt.
Move to fucking Paris and live there for 5 years. Or maybe till the day I die.

I watched this documentary/movie where they researched the system over at Paris and they found out that Paris, or possibly the whole of France, gives freaking free healthcare to visitors/permanent residents/locals, free college education to kids, a free domestic helper every damn day of your fucking life who does your chores and takes care of your kids at home, gives you a ton of paid leaves and many many many more.
These are all provided by their fucking awesome government.
BLOODY COOL LAH SIA.
Sibei lanciao.
No wonder the French are the happiest bunch of people on Earth.
I wanna be French ah woohoo.


By the way, kalau dah lupe member, buat hal sendiri sudah.
It really feels like shit, knowing that you're too nice, putting other people's feelings and needs ahead of yours and they fucking forget the stuff you've did for them just cause they've found aaahhhhh whaddya call it, the fucking greener pasture.
Greener grass, greener tress, everything fucking green for you lah hor babi.
Whatever.


I'm sooooohohohohoohooooo not in tuned with anything in my life right now.
I need a break, some time to breathe.
The combo of school and work is like a motherfucking bastard.
But HAHAHAHAHA my attendance is like 98% power gedegakkkk!!!!!!
On the other hand, the fucking projects are still fucking untouched. Despite the fact that school's ending in 3 weeks.

Bullshit.
Bullshit.
Bullshit.
Bullshit.
Bullshit.