If my mind's a train, it's gonna take forever if I were to unload passengers on different stations (passengers meaning the topics, and stations meaning the posts), so I think the best way to resolve this is to unload them all here. Don't worry, it won't be a clutter, I've asked them to make short, manageable lines.
First off, 2009, you're becoming more and more of a biiiyotch. I had my moments, where I was so close to kicking you out and stuff your dirty laundry up your provoking face. But nahh, it won't happen. You will go out, and I will go out too with most of my major resolutions ticked with a big, red marker.
AND, I finally drove a car, although at an embarrassing speed of less than 10km per hour (I wasn't allowed to press on the accelerator yet, it was my first driving class, whaddya expect) . And guess what, noone got killed :D . And I got a thumbs up by my indian instructor, with his shades on, and middle-parted hair that was reluctant to move along with the wind as it was gelled up pretty good, and yes, a moustache. A thumbs-up can't get anymore stylish than that (y)
I GOT A HAIRCUT :DD , that lead to predictable remarks such as, "Takde beza pun ?" , or "Baik takpayah potong, bazir je". Ha-ha-ha. I'm sorry 2009, and fellow hopefuls, I ain't ready to make BOB lose weight.
And, my friends are all picking up skateboarding at a very excitable rate :D . Matt bought a new deck, Meor and Haziq too. Even Aiq NC bought himself one. He claimed that he landed an ollie on his first try, if it's true then, you've a bright road ahead of you man :) . It took me 2 weeks to finally be able to get off the ground mann.
Yes, still on skating. The skateboarding rush, this year, has been one the most intense yet. We skated til' the wee hours in the morning (once til almost 5am, nakal betul kan ?) , and we got shoo-ed off by pak-guards, I ripped my shoe open, and we tried to hammer out the round rail attached to the big box at Paramount. Jahat, memamg. But it was worth it. I'm starting to feel the Baker life here 8)
Oh, and again, this has been the second time that I've dreamed about an unknown girl, giving out her number. She wore green, and she's fair, and she's round eyes and wavy hair, and and heehee, kindaa cute :) . Too bad I woke up, and forgot her number altogether, holy jives. If I think, and I hope, that miraculously, that "you" had dreamed of my digits too, I hope that "you" will give me a ring soon :) . And, when I continued my nap, I dreamed of a body,wrapped in cloth dropping hard with a loud THUD(!) right infront of me. Nice -_-
Oh and Pet Society's getting addictive once again. And my how my little Sykes look now will knock the ladies off their stilettos ;)
And I'm not dumb, maybe not the brightest bulb in the box, but definitely not THAT dim to a point that you'll accidentally shave off a small portion of your upper lip under my lighting. And I can put up my own bulb thank you very much.
You guys are hatin' on em' like they're teaming up to plot a plan to bomb the country. So what if some of em are a tad bit too carried away with ANTM, so what they ain't acting they're age, and so what they're taking pictures with over-used angles, and cliched poses ( I do that too, abuse me verbally too if you may) . They're minding they're own business, and so should you guys. Call me a hypocrite if you want, for I have bad-mouthed them once or twice, but I was caught in the heat of the gossip. I'm still sticking by this opinion.
What sucks so bad about juggling time is that, unlike bowling pins, if you dropped one down, you can't pick it back up and put on your painted-smile on like it never happened. And I happen to be one of the worst juggler ever, and I feel like my circus is almost going out of business.
Eh it's getting quite long, and I sense there'll be a part 2 ( I think ) . But the idea of smushing up various events in one post ain't to shabby ey :D . I think you'll be seeing this style later on, hehehe bearr with meh :)