diaryofchange

2007-03-09T00:12:00.000+08:00

yay.
KL on sunday.

i like KL bcos:
1) the guys are fucking retarded, so i'll seem about 78 IQ points higher, so that makes 306
2) i miss my nannan, astrid, auntie audrey, christian, uncle gerard, nadia, and faizal.
3) gudang garam for 8RM.

woot.

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was at radiohead.com
they have a fucking awesome gallery.

damaged Ego.
me Go, She go.

2007-03-07T17:58:00.000+08:00

ladies and gentlemen.
rise.

lastlivingcity is reborn.

and hell and highwater will fret us.

2007-03-07T00:56:00.000+08:00

The sun was setting on the Florence countryside, and William hadn't half a clue where he was heading. His fast life had left him little time to relax and just disappear from his 9 to 5.
And he already felt like he had driven for over.

It had been twenty-four days of meandering down the French asphalt (and quite often just cobblestone). He needed a break. And when he finally opened the letter his mother left him he knew that his time had come. He knew that he needed no further signs. He knew that he found his calling. Not love. Not God. Not Family. Not friend. Not in your storybook.

He knew what he wanted. He knew what he needed. He didn't know what it was. Not exactly. But his mother always knew. And he knew that she would have something for him someday even though he left her earlier in life.
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The sunset called time on his day. And the nearby farm called on his shelter.

2007-03-06T11:29:00.001+08:00

digital visual FX.

LOL.

2007-03-05T14:09:00.000+08:00

we havent had the spirit here since 1969.

2007-03-04T00:36:00.000+08:00

its been a while.
united please stand up.
and smile.
we just showed the fucking scousers what we're made of.
you can pretend and you can deny.
but man united are gonna win the title.

the past 3 games show that, you can bully us for 85 minutes.
then we'll fuck you at the end.the luck of champions.
that 1999 feeling is back.

IN YOUR LIVERPOOL SLUMS
YOU SEARCH IN A BIN FOR SOMETHING TO EAT
YOU FIND A DEAD CAT AND THINK ITS A TREAT
IN YOUR LIVERPOOL SLUMS

2007-03-02T23:00:00.000+08:00

happy birthday baby :)

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well, i've decided to make a list of things i wanna do before i die.

1) watch man utd at old trafford.

2) meet lukas rossi.

3) tattoo of my wife's name on my right arm.

4) bring my sister out for an expensive lunch.

5) my voice on radio

6) i'll get nannan a chandelier (she always loved them, but never could afford one.)

6) buy my dad a house.

7) retire in europe.

8) 2 kids, ethan and kirsten.

9) this is the most important one to me.

on my honeymoon, i will drive from Rome, Italy all the way to Santorini, Greece on my rented pink Vespa. my wife will hold on tightly to the lapels of my aviator jacket . she will be very pretty. my ray bans will shield my eyes from the sun, wind, and sea spray. she will wear a red cardigan over her tank top with a very short denim skirt. and i will drive slow at noon and slower at dusk. every night we will set sleeping bags and make love under the skies. her face will be lit by the Greco-Roman stars and Eros will smile upon us.

and when i retire, my wife and i will do this.
all over again.

fucking blogger

2007-03-02T00:01:00.000+08:00

stupid blogger.

=.=

well now i'm here.

but i'm tired.

bye