I'm Cynical And Loving It!
wonder why tag-board always has a problem of loading.
another independence day has come and gone. in the next 3 years, malaysia will be half a century old and i would've graduated (hopefully); that is if i pass my exams all in one sitting. really really hope i do. damn, looks like i gotta cramp all them law facts into my small lil brain.
hmm.. about the rave in genting.. the music was loud, wild and hardcore. weather was good. cooling and at certain times, numbing. the wind was wild and it got colder and colder. overall, it was an awesome rave. just that the citizens of Jeng Central decided to invade genting. girls with feather boas and knee high boots with ugly striped stockings were parading around the premises of starbucks coffee looking like RM2.50 A Mei gone wrong. their necks were lighted up by colourful handphone diods as their other species contacted them. this is evident since the incessant annoying polyphonic ringtones that echoed the tunes of "aiyai ee yai, you're my little butterfly" kept going off every 5 minutes or so.
their male counterpart, the ah bengs were busy getting themselves drunk and puking all over themselves. ofcourse, vocal cords decibels were supernaturally higher than normal; almost like a banshee with a toilet plunger up the ass. they can be identified by the combed back blonde wires for hair and the black RM65.89 sungei wang polyester trenchcoat. seriously, i have no idea where these things (i call them things because i cant quite place them has homosapiens just yet) come from and what their purpose in life is. i came up with various theories that their goals in life can vary from owning a aeroplane-turned-car with a loud car sound system with decibels high enough to shatter an old lady's hearing aid; to having the ugliest wardrobe in the history of mankind and last but not least, having the blondest hair even a poor albino radioactive retarded rat couldnt compare.
yes, i have issues with them.
oh back to the rave. it was great. the people werent great. apart from the puke and stupidity that was spinning way out of control, it was alright.
pics of the rave can be found in my photo album.
wonder why tag-board always has a problem of loading.
another independence day has come and gone. in the next 3 years, malaysia will be half a century old and i would've graduated (hopefully); that is if i pass my exams all in one sitting. really really hope i do. damn, looks like i gotta cramp all them law facts into my small lil brain.
hmm.. about the rave in genting.. the music was loud, wild and hardcore. weather was good. cooling and at certain times, numbing. the wind was wild and it got colder and colder. overall, it was an awesome rave. just that the citizens of Jeng Central decided to invade genting. girls with feather boas and knee high boots with ugly striped stockings were parading around the premises of starbucks coffee looking like RM2.50 A Mei gone wrong. their necks were lighted up by colourful handphone diods as their other species contacted them. this is evident since the incessant annoying polyphonic ringtones that echoed the tunes of "aiyai ee yai, you're my little butterfly" kept going off every 5 minutes or so.
their male counterpart, the ah bengs were busy getting themselves drunk and puking all over themselves. ofcourse, vocal cords decibels were supernaturally higher than normal; almost like a banshee with a toilet plunger up the ass. they can be identified by the combed back blonde wires for hair and the black RM65.89 sungei wang polyester trenchcoat. seriously, i have no idea where these things (i call them things because i cant quite place them has homosapiens just yet) come from and what their purpose in life is. i came up with various theories that their goals in life can vary from owning a aeroplane-turned-car with a loud car sound system with decibels high enough to shatter an old lady's hearing aid; to having the ugliest wardrobe in the history of mankind and last but not least, having the blondest hair even a poor albino radioactive retarded rat couldnt compare.
yes, i have issues with them.
oh back to the rave. it was great. the people werent great. apart from the puke and stupidity that was spinning way out of control, it was alright.
pics of the rave can be found in my photo album.
