If you just walked away.. What could I really say?
I fucking love this song. Anyways, my day started in the weirdest fashion ever.
I woke up at about 11 and fucked around a bit, listened to music, practiced the songs for the performance and shit like that when someone knocked on my door. I went to open the door and there in front of me stood a very familiar face. It took me about 2 seconds to recognize who it was. It was that bloody asshole who told me he wasn't coming back from Australia just 2 days ago. It was a real shocker. Hahaha! Yes, fucking hell. Syafiq actually took the effort to surprise me. Manda thinks it's super sweet but I think it's super gay! Save your surprises for a girl man!
Apparently it was "payback" cus I fooled him on April Fool's Day. Damn, that was a classic. Anyway, as gay as it is, it was a very good one, kudos to you my Malay friend. After that we went to pick Old Faggot John up and went to Maxis. I had to upgrade my sim card to the 3G compatible one. I waited fuck hell long because the bloody dickheads were working so God damn slow. Thank fucks I had Syafiq and John for company. Trust me, I wasn't the only one who was feeling it. Some crazy guy went up to the counter and shouted "Can you guys work faster? We have 20 to 30 people waiting you know?". Haha.
When it came to my turn, the guy who was helping me out couldn't even speak proper Anglais. I needed "verifyecation" so he had to call my dad. "There's this persons come to Masis names Brians.". How many Brians came with me! I think the lad was seeing things. I could barely hold back my laughter. Then I think my Dad, being the absolutey clueless-about-technology person he is, asked what 3G was for. The dude, Trainee, replied, "Oh can wash cartoons.". RIGHT. I wonder what the fuck is my Dad gonna think now. Why would a bloody 18 year old need services to watch sodding cartoons on his phone! Jesus. (Can you actually? :O)
I swear someone needs to intervene and get all that shit sorted out. We need people who can fucking speak proper English helping others. If we get someone who doesn't even know what he's talking about helping others it would be a bit like the blind leading the blind innit? The other day when I called Maxis I couldn't understand what the fuck the operator was talking about. Fucking Chinese educated twats. If you can't fucking speak English, don't sign up for a job that requires you to speak English. JEEZ. How hard is that? The machine says "Press 2 for English", not "Press 2 for fucking broken shit English spoken by someone completely clueless about what you're talking about.". Cunts.
Anyways, after that we went for lunch and met up with Pin, Gene, Cal and all that. You know. Went for jamming cus we've got an audition tomorrow (today). Won't tell you what songs we're playing cus if you want to find out, you'll just have to come watch us! Ha! Ha! Ha! Will keep you guys posted. Calvin's standing in for the departed (soon) Nadhir. We're currently looking for a permanent rhythm guitarist so if you're interested, drop me a message. Or not. Whatever.

The face I took about 2 seconds to register before finally recognizing. Malay friend.

John being gay.

Wow look him out man, went to Australia and now he's playing guitar an' all..

Life without Nadhir and Suzie has well and truly begun.
Oh and I have more Pin-is-gay stories but I'll save that for the next post. Just a little sneak peak though, this time it actually involves touching of my butt! Goooooood lorrrrd!
Au revoir, cunts!
Edit.
Happy for France, gutted for Spain.

Chin up, Cesc!
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