And the jackass award goes to...

Oh hi there, you decided to check back my blog and mock at how unacomplished it is didn't you?!
Anywho, i don't know what on Earth has made me bring this thing back. It's nearing the end of the year if you jackasses didn't know. More of that later. I can't believe some people would un-link my name from their blogs!! While i kept theirs! I mean it doesn't cost money to keep it there you know! No wonder this thing is dead. Well to return the favour, i just deleted those people anyway. And if you look up top, that jackass which says 'Follower', was the guy who encouraged me to start this blog up. And i guess he was the first to un-link me. :( But screw him. :) I don't exactly know how to get rid of followers, try more later. Anywho, tomorrow the finals start. Form 4 was crazy. Hard Work. Crappy teachers. Fun and a whole lot of mayhem. Met so many people who made me smile, long conversation or short conversation. I probably won't write on this blog for sometime, well cause, as you can see, the ChatBox is kinda dead, meaning no one with a beating heart has been here. But hey that's life. You move on. People screw you, you move on. And so on. So my advice to you people who have wasted 5 minutes of your precious life reading this crap is to go out and do whatever the heck you guys want! And if someone tries to stop you, rip that buggers arm off. Try not to break the law while you're at it.
Oh yeah, jackass award goes to Mr. Follower. Well i guess i need to go take care of somethings.
So i guess i'll see you. Probably not. Till then, later alligator.

Uggh, 2010!

Well, unfortunately, desperation has sparked this blog back to life. Well peeps, it's 2010 now. New faces, new classes and a hell load of other crap. How do i start off? Hmm, well i'm now in the class 4Sigma which is by far the most homosexual class i've been in, i kid you not. Going back to my new class, it's probably the saddest class, it's filled with nerds and there are no attractive girls to balance it out!(sry about that girls!) Then comes the guys, this new class mate of mine who i don't wish to state his name, has just been trying to hold every boys hand in my class! How f*ing weird is that?!?!?!?!? I should've applied for a god damn transfer but i think i was a bit F*cktarded then, so i didn't! My classes teachers aren't any good either, well it's one of the reasons i've gone into a bit of a deppresion like state. =( Well guys, wish me luck on my leg and hopefully my life too. See you guys around.

Worth The Effort...

As i walked down the corridors of my school, i couldnt help but think of the results that were waiting beyond to give me a quadruple bypass. The thoughts of my PMR results were the very bane of my existence up to that moment. As the teachers walked in to the hall,an hour and a half late, i knew that this is going to happen whether i like it or not. Alphabetically, i was after my classmate Praba,as he walked away with a smile on his face i sat down for the moment of truth. As i signed the attendance checklist with my trembling fingers, my teacher handed me over my results. I looked at it with joy as i did not screw up. Anyway,another year as passed right in front of our eyes. Just as i was getting used 2009, a new decade has emerged. It felt like just yesterday that i entered class for the first time as a 3 Eta student but now, those memories are too far away. I hope the next year will be better and that i meet my friends in the same class hopefully. Merry xmas and a happy new year to all my friends. As this year draws to an end, this dying blog might do so to. I had one hell of a ride with this blog,especially thanks to my friends who encouraged it. See you next year or maybe not..... Later.

Boredom Fills In...

Ok, its been some time since PMR ended and i thought on the day it ended i was gonna have the greatest time of my school life. But that was the young me,but the more experienced me, here right now talking crap before you, realises that dream aint all it seems to be. Although i wouldnt go to school, i wish it could be better. All i've been doing is sitting at home reading magazines bought for $30,getting glued to tv, getting stone infront of the LCD screen of my computer. I do hope this gets better for me as im rotting the hell away. Well, i've got a solution to that, i got some outings i may have to attend so i can put my party hat on! later alligator

Turbulent Times.

Welcome back to my latest edition of late night unseen,unheard blogging! Footballing my ass of has caused serious injuries to my leg! Im now undergoing a serious infrared cell treatement for my leg tissue has been battered like a tin can! Thats the main reason I even came to this horrid site cause ive got nothing much to do! Still awaiting release of COD4:MW2 and Left 4 Dead 2! Thats video games for you! Well heres a compilation of crap that fortunately didnt happen to me! I know your wondering why this crap didnt happen to me but you will have to wait a bit while for me to turn pro footabller for all this! Thanaraja; signing out! Later! (time wasted:3min)

Party Time.

Well, as you now it , its the end of the PMR exams and 3 years of studying for this moment has been used on the past week. Now i can clear up some space from my brain knowing i wont need any of the junk, incinerate my books, shred my bag(nah, too costly) and other s**t. Now i can do whatever i want when i want! I see futsal in a distance and can predict that ill be breaking bones, tearing muscle, ripping tendons, and going that much closer to becoming tar black. Well thats all the nonsense i can think at throwing at you people! Im gonna get rolling now and maybe you should get to something more useful. Later alligator.

Games, Games, Games!!!

Ok, the mid year exams are over.....A week ago. I do realise that my unseen updates rarely happen. I didnt feel that spirit after that last exam, probably because i was sick. Well anywho, now that its over, i can play as much as football i want. Not really, especially with bruised gluteus maximuses(thats thigh muscles for you) and quadroceps(lower leg muscle). Well since thats shadowing my performance there's only one game that i can play! VIDEO GAMES!!! I mean come on! They dont wear you down or cause injuries and theyre fun, if you win! Well, my time wasting quota is over and i guess ill be getting back to some useful work now and perhaps you should too. Peace out!