I'm like in the those kind of... you better don't step on my toes mood or I'll shot-put u to mars or something...

Wah just woke up after a nap. I just been through a terrible ordeal. They say hell have no fury for a woman scorned... Well I had it as... Hell have no fury like a woman barber scorned... I don't know what the hell is wrong with that barber lar..

She gave me a haircut like going to war like that. Cutting off soooooooooooooooooooooo much of my precious hair... GAHHHH! Now my head feels damn light which is damn bad... Feels weird. I'm like so frigging petrified, stunned... whatever u name it lar... CRAP!

I mean like h0w do you complain about this right... Like after your haircut you realised that the barber screwed up... the barber cant like Crtl + Z your hair or like restart lar... They should have some invention to project what the barber thinks the final haircut looks like... Or some instant hair growth pill or something. so that the barber can keep cutting your hair until he frigging gets it correct...

Next, I'm tired over the unnecessary cries that people are shag, very shag, mega shag... Lol... I recommend you all instant remedy... Shag right... esp for those after playing sports... Go drink Pokka Green Tea or Heaven and Earth Green Tea or Yeo's Green Tea (last resort)... You drink green tea... Wah! Adrenaline rush...

Then when you reach home... Do me a favour... Tuck yourselves into bed and SLEEP... Shag then don't want sleep enough then want to complain that you're shag... abit the no link arh... GAHHH!!!

Thirdly! Blogs with passwords... It is an increasing trend that people are starting to lock up their blogs... GAHH! Very secretive meh... Other than some who have genuine reasons... GAH!!! Maybe I should just lock up this blog and then post like crazy and enjoy it myself and tag my own tagboard then reply my own tags which i tagged to myself...

Sounds like 1 hell of an idea...

Fourthly... My phone is now in it's adolescence age... It's now having mood swings and get-me-at-the-right-time functions... Like my alarm... It doesn't ring now when it's in silent mode... I mean sometimes it still does but then it only rings when it's in a good mood... So I maybe late for appointments in the morning...

And the touch screen... Happy work happy dun work... GAHHHH! ARGH!!!! Lol...

Fifthly... I can't really tell you this so let me portray this another way. you get it good for you keep it to yourselves... you don't get it ... then nvm...

Okay.. Like in a normal hierarchy there's always the general.. the assistant general... and all the posts lar... Okay so you got this general who is going to fight a war... So he is trying the best way to lead his people but he is doing it wrongly, hurting the feelings of many of his subordinates without knowing...

Then we have an assistant general who doesn't know what the hell he is doing as assistant general. And he publicly and happily announces that he doesn't know what the hell he is doing there... Denting morale and making people feel damn hong kahn...

So one day, this general calls for an overall meeting with all the sub-division leaders and their assistants.. Then he announces that he is going to war... However, the general realise that he started preparing for war too late.. So he is trying to rush things ALOT!

Like he told the people in charge for bringing the livestock to the field... There's going to be a war in 3 months. I want you to start calling up all the vendors and caterers like NOW and start reporting to me what you are ordering for war...

Then he tells the press that they have to try and rush up a nice story to placate the feelings and calm the anxiety amongst the people who are fighting the war by spinning a nice story which the sub-division leaders don't understand what the hell it is for...

Then every few hours he decides that the roster for the war has alot of problems and spends a hell lot of time trying to recreate the roster...

After that he tells the guy in charge of making guns. "Hey I want you to get ready 4 million guns within 7 days." However the gun-making machine can only like make 100,000 guns in 1 day. and the general wants the guns to be new and fresh for the war but he gives such ridiculous date-lines for the guns to be produced...

So what will you do if you are the gun-making man? You'll be frigging pressed for time.. No time to eat, no time to sleep, whole day trying to stress your brains till they over-fry or something... So the only logical thing is to recycle guns...

GAHH!!! I think I've said enough...

To someone out there eh:

You good arh you... I dun go evening service you go then when I go ask you to come you don't want to come... pro arh you...