Gong Xi Fa Cai

I'm still very much open-handed in case you want to give me a little red packet that emanates a blinding gold light when I open it, thank you.





I need more substance to keep this blog alive.




Substances like these....

Hot substance.(the left or the right, you decide)

Sexy substance.(amanda, it's a downrightstraightforward compliment, no sarcasm. i miss your laughter.)

and maybe a little naughty substance.

Though the naughty substance is going to make kangaroos and koalas naughtier soon, i'm sure we all back here will rejoice and throw a party the moment we see the plane take off. It's quite easy to identify which plane it is, just look out for the one that you find hard to lift because
naughty substance has added on substantial substance to her already substance-filled body. Frankly, I think when she comes back, the plane won't even leave the runway. (this is utter bullshit, told ya i needed substance)

Sexy substance, on the other hand, will be celebrating being legal soon because she needs to accompany me to clubs and spread sexiness on the dance floor. She also got herself a new haircut(with bangs!!) because she knows I've a thing for girls with BANGS (i'm thinking this statement can come across wrongly). Anyway, Happy 18th Birthday! Get sexier each year.

All right, we all know the substance on the right in the 1st picture is much hotter, no thanks to himself. So hot that his display picture on MSN(which I thought was naked) looks like a degraded Calvin Klein underwear ad campaign. This new year, he's aiming for 7% of iforgotwhatitwas. All the best, my friend. By the end of this year, you can do a campaign for Victoria's Secret already, that's an upgrade.(kidding)

I think this post is rather demeaning, but I said I needed substance. What's better than substances in my life? It's a way of keeping in touch ain't it? The verdict out of this is......

I'm bored to my bones in college and abusing free internet the Msian way when I've loads of homework, an assignment and a meeting with my advisor in 15 minutes.

crap.

It's Time For.....

College Life - Worded(it's going to be wordy)

So I survived week two of college. Everyone has talked about their college life so far and I'm about to also. Yes, I'm one to be victimised by the law of conformity. (no, i've absolutely nothing to keep my blog alive)

Anyway, I think I'm starting to adapt to college life. Computing Principles is entirely IT jargon to a computer illiterate like me but I guess Mr Siva Subramaniam made it quite interesting. Yes, Djians, your eyes did not deceive you. I indeed have a lecturer who goes by that name but I assure you he must be the good side that the Siva in school lost many many years ago, although he tends to be a little cynical at times. His jokes are..erm...cynically funny.


I think DJ misses me too much. Not only I have a lecturer with the same name, my English lecturer reminds me terribly of Pn. Cecilia (no complains). My Calculus lecturer, on the other hand, is a young, handsome, tall, smart and charming man who acts a lot like a cool version of Sherlock Holmes. Everything is elementary for him, though he prefers the term 'kindergarten'. Just a note, girls, he's taken. Just got married. Timing is everything, the early bird gets the worm.


I do miss secondary school a lot. My friends and all. I'm getting to know new people in college, one of them a male Japanese student who happens to be rather good looking with a sense of style , and this one is not taken yet, girls. I think. (Why do I feel like I'm turning my blog into some website for online dating? )


So, to those who claim they hate college. Just think back to the day when you first stepped foot into secondary school. It's the same feeling. Everything is brand new and this is what life is all about. Changes, changes and more changes. Embrace the past, live the present and anticipate the future.

Oh Dear

In less than 24 hours, I won't have to cheat my way through the 18+ movies at the theatre.

My, my, how time flies.