It has been such a long period of time since I’ve ever posted appropriate posts. All ever I wrote was about my wife [BEYONCE] and nothing else. I know I will chase after all my wonderful bombastic readers away if I keep continue writing about my sexy baby. Before you beautiful god’s creature ran away from my extremely must read blog, let me tell you that the last week of the holiday has always been the best week ever. It’s a tradition, as always. This tradition has never been changed since I was a young teenager.


What makes my last week of holiday so special? Meeting the old mates, very old mates I shall say is a great recovery. After three years of my absence I didn’t aspect much that they would still invite me to have some taste of raya with them again. I have been busy and I have some clashes over the past years, so yes I would like to apologize of my absence. Don’t think that I’m arrogant who pick, choose and forget friends. No, I’m not.


We had a great laugh yesterday, as expected of course. Meet these bunches of fool people definitely blow my depression of being labelled. Nevertheless, I’m unable to join this freak again next week for the cycling outing because I will be going to and fro from Bt Batok to Woodland all over again, back to square one.


Speaking of going back to school in few days time, I’m excited. Firstly, I will meet another 24 new friends [hopefully the gerek ones] and really hope that this round of time I will meet the freaks that came sincerely from the heart. However, finishing up the worksheet and preparing the powerpoint slides over again is a beautiful nightmare because sometime it’s funny to rush ourselves to finish up the powerpoint slide as we have been slacking over the hours and we would complain that we weren’t given enough time. I still remember how silent the class during the Programming lesson and everyone planned to leave the class after the first meeting but however I didn’t join for the movie treat after the class breaking.


When I think back about it, I find it silly. However, I still managed to clinch 3 for my gpa, well done haiqal. I know I’m smart and talented, okaaay.


So, I have to wait for them to upload the pictures over at fb and I think it will take years for them ever since I’m too lazy to bring my camera around because I’m sick of flashes, macam faham. Yet, tomorrow will be going another round of raya with another bunch of my sickass freaks!


End of my proper post, see ya around!



There's 4 male dancer right, one of them is me. I dance wit Beyonce over the weekend. Cheh, kidding only!

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It has been such a long period of time since I’ve ever posted appropriate posts. All ever I wrote was about my wife [BEYONCE] and nothing else. I know I will chase after all my wonderful bombastic readers away if I keep continue writing about my sexy baby. Before you beautiful god’s creature ran away from my extremely must read blog, let me tell you that the last week of the holiday has always been the best week ever. It’s a tradition, as always. This tradition has never been changed since I was a young teenager.


What makes my last week of holiday so special? Meeting the old mates, very old mates I shall say is a great recovery. After three years of my absence I didn’t aspect much that they would still invite me to have some taste of raya with them again. I have been busy and I have some clashes over the past years, so yes I would like to apologize of my absence. Don’t think that I’m arrogant who pick, choose and forget friends. No, I’m not.


We had a great laugh yesterday, as expected of course. Meet these bunches of fool people definitely blow my depression of being labelled. Nevertheless, I’m unable to join this freak again next week for the cycling outing because I will be going to and fro from Bt Batok to Woodland all over again, back to square one.


Speaking of going back to school in few days time, I’m excited. Firstly, I will meet another 24 new friends [hopefully the gerek ones] and really hope that this round of time I will meet the freaks that came sincerely from the heart. However, finishing up the worksheet and preparing the powerpoint slides over again is a beautiful nightmare because sometime it’s funny to rush ourselves to finish up the powerpoint slide as we have been slacking over the hours and we would complain that we weren’t given enough time. I still remember how silent the class during the Programming lesson and everyone planned to leave the class after the first meeting but however I didn’t join for the movie treat after the class breaking.


When I think back about it, I find it silly. However, I still managed to clinch 3 for my gpa, well done haiqal. I know I’m smart and talented, okaaay.


So, I have to wait for them to upload the pictures over at fb and I think it will take years for them ever since I’m too lazy to bring my camera around because I’m sick of flashes, macam faham. Yet, tomorrow will be going another round of raya with another bunch of my sickass freaks!


End of my proper post, see ya around!



There's 4 male dancer right, one of them is me. I dance wit Beyonce over the weekend. Cheh, kidding only!

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