cult of the ubiquitous high school gangster
you'd think graduating from tamansea (my *ahem* "notorious" high school in pj, more infamously known for the students who dual-wield parangs for shits and giggles rather than academic excellence) would mean that i'm rather familiar with the nasty little horror stories of blood, gore and rebellion acquainted with the "clans" in school... but i have to admit, i was pretty much a dork in high school so it was pretty entertaining listening to mike and khai seen share their experiences :P
mike: ahahhahahaha
how the hell were you even remotely involved with them?!
really never saw you as the bad boy type ;) hahaahhahaahahahaha
sorry boy, the only ganking i'd see you doing is with your paladin in wow...
oh wait...
paladin dps? ;x ahahhaah
khai seen on the other hand... whoaaaa
after listening to his stories, not sure if i'll be visiting johor any time soon O.o johor seems to be the malaysian sin city (and i'm not talking about vegas kiddies) :P from the broad daylight abductions to 150 km/hr near-kamikaze gas station drive-thrus hahahaha
although, i'm fascinated by all that face bashing you did for the sake of another friend in your clan... so much yee hei ;D i mean, there are times where i do get pissy to the point that i feel an urgent need to pummel something into a messy pulp but i don't exactly go out and do it xD
don't feel too bad though ^^; lionel did it too hahahhahah solo :P
i think he broke some poor chap's kneecaps *cough* but that's another story <3
on another note, as bad as this is going to sound: girls love assholes/bad boy types ;)
so it can't be all THAT bad :x
but yeaaaaaah!
never knew any of you punks were actually involved in the elusive gangster circles hahahaha
i swear to god, malaysians are so obnoxiously loud ahahaha
i'm sure we pretty much pissed off the entire cafe with our crazy discussion, bickering and laughing... so much so that a picture hanging on the wall right behind yip decided to come crashing down, missing his crown by only a hairsbreadth! >.<
luckily nothing happened or the night would've gotten slightly more interesting, the bad way O.o
speaking of crazy...
when i was in taylor's, i didn't (and still don't) understand how some idiots would religiously wake up at 6:00am, drive their less than stellar cars to college and park outside the compound... just to get out of the bloody car and pose by it for the NEXT TWO HOURS and give passerbys the "this is my ride, don't i look cool" smug look -_-
i mean, maybe i can't do it... you know, the whole getting-to-college-before-the-sun-is-even-up ritual because i usually come equipped with a decently high level of grumpiness when i have to wake up at 7:00am to get to college...
HELLO?! are you retarded?? what the fuck are you trying to do?? sell your car??
stop parking your daddy's perdana/putra/gti/wtfwedon'tcare heap up front and stand there like you're posing with the queen's crown jewels.
NOBODY CARES.
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the sexy red iPod... and Daydreamin' with Lupe Fiasco.
I want to swing! And by swing, I mean Lindy. You perverts.
It's tough. Everyone here just wants to Salsa. I won't disagree that Salsa is one hell of an enticing dance, but the shallow-minded fucks here are too busy worried about how good they look (or how good their partner make them look etc etc) instead of actually dancing and having fun. Boys, you know you're one of the shallow assholes if you've only asked a girl to dance because she's hot (even though she's got two left feet) and you ask the butt ugly/average-looking ones to dance ONLY if they're damn good at what they do... then honestly, you don't really deserve to dance, period.
She's the picture, you're the frame. It's your job (or rather, leading ability) to make her look good.
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