Saturday, July 4, 2009

I have a raunchy sense of humour.

Facebook says I have a raunchy sense of humour.
Wikipedia says,

Raunchy:
(Adjective)

1. Very low class; inferior; inadequate.
2. With dishonorable, base and vulgar expression.
3. Having socially unacceptable sexual behavior.
4. Sexually seductive.



Hmm.

I still hate Facebook though. I depend on it too much. For what, I have no fucking idea.


I have too much Malay in me. There's too much of it in my blood. I can feel it, physiologically and psychologically.
And I don't like it one bit.

This will be a reason to further support my aim to marry a non Malay guy.
No offence intended. I just like to aim higher. Like Russian guys higher.


There's no point talking about the exam. Bad or good, it's done with.
I know you don't care how I did (unless you're my mom or dad) and I sure as hell don't care how you did.



A little note. A difference between a retard and a non retard.

Me: jom keluar pegi san stefano nanti. beres?
Retard: beres siot! jom! i baru ingat nak beli slipar toilet, blablabla
(28 minutes later)
Me: jom.
Retard: eh! tak jadi la! macam taknak pegi pulak.
Me: babi.

Me: jom keluar pegi-
Non retard: jom.



"It's an addiction and it's delicious. Your shaking hands are calling for it. Get over yourself man, just do it. Because the moment you inhale that damn cancer stick, questions of morals are out of the window. "




ika.




Current mood: still sad.
Listening to: Norah Jones. (tak tau lagu apa)

1 comment:

hab said...

ika..ika..dnt sad la. ;-)