I ain't good looking but I'm somone child

I finally found the way to solve the problem of me hating my picture. I should have figure it out long ago, it is really simple. I just dress up myself and instead of complaining bout how awful my expression is, I will just concentrate on how nice my cloths was.

I like this shirt so much that i actually pose with
stupid victory sign that i hated.
(too bad that my pants were not in the picture, they go really well with the shirt)

Forgive me please, I was partially drunk when I was toying with
the scarf.

Nothing feels better than cam-whoring in the fitting room.
(i bought this piece in the end)

There you have it, the best way to stop hating your picture is by learning to love it.

MY DREAM JOB / AMBITION

What is the best thing to do if dun wan to do house work?

Answer: Hide in your room.

What is the best thing to do when you r hiding in your room so that you don't have to do any house work at all?

Answer: Watch video on you lappie.

What do you watch on you laptop while hiding in your room so that you don't have to do any house work?

Answer: TOP GEAR!!

Why do you watch TOP GEAR with your laptop in your room and hiding away from house work?

Answer: Is funny, involved expensive fast car with 3 hosts that will make you reignite your dream of becoming a TV host/ celebrity which you give up when you notice you r no longer cute.

So my dream job is to become the host of TOP GEAR, preferably to replace James May a.k.a captain Slow. Because I can pissed more people than he did with his slow driving.

It is the best job. Because I get to drive expensive fast car, bring laughter to viewer, make someone's computer function more than just a DotA machine, and help unlucky lazy boy to dodge house work. IS THE BEST JOB ever.

homeeee SWEETTTT homeeeee

Yeah, as you can tell from the length of the title, this is going to be the longer version of the previous post.

I just had supper with my whole family.

A proper supper. Not just biscuit with milo. Or instant duck flavored noddle. Or cornflakes with milk.

Supper is suppose to be related with heavy, delicious and unhealthy. It is the best supper i ever had for months.

Everything is just so familiar and predictable. Mom still nag, dad still smoke, brother still cock a lot and being emo. I used to hope that I can get away from all these, but now I only hope they will stay forever.

And the freaking big fridge is really big, is bigger than my dormitory room in Sarawak. I can't wait to meet with my friends, play Futsal again and have more and more unhealthy supper haha.

Home SWEET Home

yeah, i m back in KL

back to my house which have a new set of tv and a brand new fridge.

I m so tired. Think i will blog later la. muaks