baffled

I don't know what some people have against my family. They would act as if they respect us but spread rumours behind our back. What did we do? other than keeping to ourselves and earning what we can. At the slight chance to backstab us, they'd take it.

Just like grazing cow until slaughter.

The Black Sheep

In a plane. Nose dipping down towards the ground, I'd sit still.

In a car. Heading towards the railing at 200km, I'd sit still.

Want to be reborn.
Black Sheep

Sexpo

Interesting thing, went to this Sexpo exibition : sexuality health and lifestyle :S
was reaaally interesting, you get a few magazines as you walk in. and a cd. Free Porn~

walked around saw a few naked ladies. took a few pictures, but i did something new, i had a lap dance, from a reaaally reaaaally reaaaally hot girl. eventho it bled my wallet of 20 bucks, it was alright, gonna experience it sooner or later. thats about it guess, other than i'm going back this wednesday.

ANYONE BACK IN BRU BY THEN? I'M ALONE~

M

Vroom Vroom!

Got me australian license! *air pumps*

I thought that it'd be easy since i've already been driving for about 2 years now, but noooo. Firstly, for the theory, its computerized and there aren't any markings on the screen to tell me the correct answer, eventho the answers on the laminated papers in Brunei were wrong. Then theres this hazard perception test, Simulation-ish thing, which is worst than driving.

Then the driving test.
Heres the differences between Aus and Bru.

Brunei
park thru the stationary poles
balance on the hill
then go thru a route, go to the round about then turn back and U-turn then you're back.
Then you wait for your marks.

Australia
Safetly Check.
-Headlights (High beam then low beam, keep low beam on)
-Wipers ( turn on wipers and clean your windshield)
-Brake
-Hazard light

then we leave the testing area.

Stage 1.Go thru the suburbs for 15 mins, in that 15 mins:

-Make a 3 point turn
-Make turn at a cove
-Parallel Park next to a real car. (not poles)

Stage 2. Drive on the highway. 20 mins roughly.

-Just keep on driving.
and the guy would monitor your driving.

Then you head back to the testing area.

Then wait for him to call you. Takes about 5 mins.

Mr Tan. You passed.
Sweet.

In Brunei, halfway thru stage 1, we'd already be done, but instead of a real license card, we get a piece of pink toilet paper with writing on it. Even the examiner agrees with me that it looks like a piece of toilet paper, but pink.

So thats that and i got another news.

Went to get me hair cut. Korean people can't cut my hair! But my hair stylist was very very hot, so that didn't really bother me.

She'd be like, do you want to keep your side burns?
Sure! (not listening to her at all) (la la land tunes playing in the background)
Do you want a short spiky style?
Sure!

We didn't talk much tho, cos she was horrible in english. so i tried speaking korean, which didn't turn out well.

Me: An yong!
Her: blah blah blah blah (she blabbered in korean for a minute while i sat there like an idiot) then i told her thats about the only word i know, which she didn't understand.

BUT, that was a few months ago.

then i went 2 weeks ago.

Hi i'd like jessica to cut my hair.
Sorry Jessica does not work here anymore.
Nyah! why?
i don't know. (stupid receptionist didn't know how to speak english that well either)

so i'd had to settle with a well.... not a good looking stylist who sucks as bad, but this time i realize what shes doing.

Can you please shorten the hair at the back?
yes yes. (then she takes the razor and just swooshes my hair short with no style whatsoever)

(>_<) bitch...

so i went home and corrected it myself, so i got ugly hair but i can drive. thats about it i guess.

(Man~ i can't structure my english anymore, this sucks)


Bye
M

Terminal

Just found out one of the things that i can't do.

Pee in a cup.

Needed to hand in some urine sample for the doctor.

CT scan of me head for him as well.

Me head hurts.

*beep*

We apologize for the wait, a warranty representative will get to you shortly. *beep*

We are sorry for the delay, your call is important to us, please keep on holding and we'll get to you shortly. *beep*

*beep*

ska-dush!

Plenty of pictures to post, but too many, so will post it from time to time. Just gonna brush the layer of dust from me blog.

Interesting topic now-a-days. L-O-V-E.

DOESN'T EXIST!
At least in my case.

so i'll just meet a really cute girl. She'd talk to me at the bus stop, and i'd reply with my freakishly Asian-Australian weird sounding accent, i'd spark a conversation. Things would go well and we'd be in the bus. Then she gets off after a nice chat and i'd just remember to ask for her number. I'd know her name, whats her race, working/studying or both, age, and blah blah blah blah, but not her number.

maybe i should write down some flash cards for myself.
1. Spark a conversation.
2. Don't look like an idiot.
3. Perfect my weird sounding accent.
4. Try not to look like an idiot again.
5. And El Finale! Ask for El Nombre.

and a wee small 6. for my personal note.

stop hanging around too many girls. Some people starting to think i'm gay/ bloody lucky/ social / scoring all the time, but most people for the earlier one. Gotta TESTOSTERONE it up! eat some tofu and jello.

Anyways will see you guys around. Craving to hang out with the people up north, but not gonna happen anytime soon i guess. meanwhile will connect with you guys thru here or msn or facebook or email or your blogs, if you have one or snail mail or message from mobile or telegraph or smoke signals. Anyways. Bye.





btw i was kidding about the gay part. and the other parts as well. except the hanging out with girls, which are my friends, except some which are strangers. (>_<)
Bye.





oh yea. people in Brunei, send me some Nasi Katok, Hati Buya (?), and some food from A.Ayam. NOT AYAMKU. but A.AYAM, bukan AYAMKU. Don't confuse it up *AHEMZ* wilni.

Anyways. Bye.