hmm…sad day. after searching throughly, i finally make a conclusion that my thumbdrive has gone, forever. i love that thumbdrive since it was a gift from my dad plus i had a lot of important stuff stored there. probably i just buy a new one but of course it would never be the same. ah well…what to do…
i played bowling today after. first game since after the holidays. my game a bit rusty and the ‘aches’ in body parts such as back and neck suddenly came back. mel kicked my ass in the first round but i returned the favour in the second round although i doubt that he was just giving me a winning chance. oh did i forgot to tell that i managed to score with a chick at the bowling alley today? we were smoking (well, not me anyway) in the smoking room when this two ‘kinda’ hot chicks went into the bowling alley. we stared at them until they blush and we make some body language telling them we’re interested. of course, women, they instantly became shy and started to ‘jual mahal’, waving and throwing their hair, etc. we were close in getting them but there were one problem. the girls went out with their father or uncle or whatever. he’s kinda big though. ahh…if not it would be awesome to touch/caress/fondle those big and spongy thingy…mmm. nonetheless, it was fun doing that (staring at chicks) and i certainly wouldn’t mind doing that again someday if the moment were right and the chick factor is high. who knows, i might score big and get
the a girl.
this is a yesterday story. it started pretty okay. i was early for class until i entered the class. the lecturer decided to do a suprise quiz. yeah, suprise indeed. i haven’t read a single thing. the image of 0 mark has already in my mind. i don’t mind that because it totally my fault. then theres this thing. after the lecturer has mark our paper, she called this fucker dude who i barely know and me to the front. she started to interrogate me and this fucker dude on who copy who. it seems that our answer was just the same. of course, i admit to her face and make eye contact that i don’t copy anybody especially that m*****fucker dude. suprisingly that fucker admit that he also didn’t copy. he even swear to the lecturer. man, what a load of crap. be a man and admit you are wrong. all my friends told me that they saw that m*****fucker copy my answers. i also noticed that he was staring at my question paper. i was so pissed that i feel like wanted to hit that m*****fucker. luckily the lecturer impression on me still haven’t change. so, the ‘kipas project’ is still on…Leave a Comment