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when i walk with heads down
doesn't mean i'm emo

when i frown a lot
doesn't mean i'm depressed

just because i like gore
doesn't mean i'm gothic

i am who i feel i want to be

click on the "Not Emo!" to suit your mood.

Name : F.i.L.h.A.d.
Gender : Male
Height : 174.5 cm
Weight : 58 KG
School : Guangyang Pri
Anderson Sec
Class : 1605 2606 3307 4308
CCAs : Angklung ODAC Art Club


his wishlist

# pass both Maths
# LIR5 to be less than 14
# O Level Results
# grow taller to 180cm
# get a fake tan
# whiten my teeth and align my jaw
# parfum/eau de parfum/eau de toilette
# a tight fitting white jeans (not skinnies)
# new shoes
# master the art of Blue Steel
# smile way more

It was 9:48 PM on a red Sunday, August 27, 2006...

hehk. skipped school on thursday. then friday was quite a nice day except for the starting which was a bit slow due to my sleepiness. _-_ after solat watched the ATC performed their play "Am I". Gotta say, it's quite a nice play to watch. my personal favourite part was the "www.life.blogspot.com" part. hehk. with the black choir right beside me, it was like total surround system when they said that. quite touching and bought me some realization.

then ODAC played captain's ball with the blue monkey. aiyah he action alot only. like to pass damn low but i play high how to pass like that? blocked some goals but by the end of it my kaki punyer kulit peeled off abit. sakit seh when place minyak kuning. psst.

saturday went to causeway point to take back my phone! finally... the waited moments. also bought that certain someone's present. lol. then slept at one even though got early madrasah the day after cause spent the time to create the decoration for madrasah punyer signboard. sigh. i don't want to be the monitor lah. so leceh.


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It was 9:48 PM on a red Friday, August 18, 2006...

One week since my last mourning on the ousting of rahimah rahim. wak wak. *toking crap. today, during p.e. i played da worst captain ball in my whole life. i mean nt dat i was bad dat kind of ting. bt da wholed game turned into a gangfight lah. even i shouted lyk wad. dunno lah. first come da stupid comments. den da unfair playing. then bryan went cuckoo. den da whole spirit of playing wasnt der. so to counter dat, ZH ran ard pretending to be superman. den some ppl tried to do indian dance to distract me frm defending da ball, which dey managed to. *fumes...

den recess. da nasi ayam damn nt so nice lah. da chicken was nice. bt da rice was lyk.... so i just ate da two ayam. n spent my $2 coupon on dat. wad waste. then odac went to mcritchie. hrmm, fauzi was... *spastic?* acted lyk some 5 yr old guy i swear. hahk. i completed da 4.8 km plus-a-bit-more-since-we-went-da-wrong-way run in 37 mins. abt 6 mins slower den my cross country run. bt ok ah since its lyk been a month since i last ran coz nd to study. no dat it did any gd. coz all my grades went down. even ganesh beat me. damnit.

huahahaha. my blogkin rox. XD just an opinion of mine. with which if u dun agree, just try to agree anyway.


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It was 6:19 PM on a red Friday, August 11, 2006...

Rahima Rahim is out! No way! Damn it. She should have sung kelly clarkson or something lah. See lah wad lindsay lohan does to you. Sigh. Now singapore idol will be quite boring to watch. Today we played captain's ball during p.e. damn fun man. then during english we took our literature test. i wrote craps of sentences lah. the questions were so undefined. and my mind was in no mood to define it. then during malay was karangan test. i did the dialogue as usual. then she told us the marks for our show and tell. siak seh mine was the lowest. i got 21 out of 30 which was not bad but still..... then we ate bandito. i love bandito. i love zinger too but i love bandito more cause it contains more chicken. nyehehe. straight after that we went to solat. after the whole thing ended we patah balik to school to take geog test. chicken feet seh. the MCQ answer was "CBCB" *Chee Bai Chee Bai get it? nyeh. there were no ODAC today cause Ms Sek getting married! Woohoo... *dunno real or not ah. And tomorrow is Kak Fairus' bersanding or nikah day i dunno ah. but its the one where we send the hantaran. we made a heart-shaped "bakul" which will tear to pieces if carried by the handle. so basically that's it. untill next time, "that's all folks"


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It was 3:12 PM on a red Thursday, August 10, 2006...

Nyeh. Lotsa things happened. Shall talk bout those nearly passed. this week is more of a relaxing week. english, maths and science paper over. hrmm, out of which all i crapped. especially science. i totally just blew off 10 marks like that. I have no idea why but i'm in no mood to study these few days. Especially with tan TV as our maths teacher. speaking of which we met a tan TV junior on tues. going to East Coast Park for Cip with us. he's in sec 1. they totally look alike ah, with the same hairstyle. Ooo, skali tu anak de seh. tak sangka muke innocent mcm tu.....

then after school went to J8. Damn there were too many people for comfort. Took neoprints which i looked sucky in. Then ate at Macs. Then go home. Then i think i slept. On wednesday went to yishun rumah ammar. took videos and pics of him and stuff. Then watch NDP on tv. Then the rest of it was damn boring like now and i feel dizzy. shall sleep again even though i just had 11 hours of sleep. Nitez


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