42 years and still going strong.

1st June 1967 - infinity

I get by with a little help from my friends.

You guys make me LOL.

• I have no classes this Thursday.
  
• Why?
• Because the teachers decided to strike.
• Picketing will be involved (naturally).
• ZOMG NO CLASSES ON THURSDAY!
• Oh, I don't know if I speak perfect English, but thank you.
• Yes, I am Malaysian.
• YOU LOOKIN' DOWN ON MY COUNTRY?!
• Feel free.
• I do it all the time.
• You're welcome.
• Why yes, I do enjoy Italian food.
• Lygon Street is heaven on earth.
• The Jonas Brothers should die a painful, painful death.
• And take Miley Cyrus with them.
• Seriously, who even listens to their music??
• No, I'm not Malaysian.
• I'm British.
• Like God.
• And four wise men.
• Who picture themselves on a boat on a river.
• With tangerine trees.
• And marmalade skies.

Thanks Gus.

Using only song names from ONE artist or band, cleverly answer these questions:

Pick Your Artist: blink-182 (because they're back bitches!!)

Are you male or female: Another Girl, Another Planet

Describe yourself: Degenerate (LOL geddit Hugo??)

How do you feel about yourself: Enthused

Describe where you currently live: California Sky

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: The Rock Show

Your favorite form of transportation: Dumpweed

Your best friend is: Josie

Your favorite color is: Obvious

What’s the weather like: Roller Coaster

Favorite time of day: Wasting Time

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?: Fentoozler

What is life to you: Dick Lips

What is the best advice you have to give: Stay Together For The Kids!

If you could change your name, what would it be: Peggy Sue

Your favorite food is: Toast and Bananas

Thought for the day: Voyeur

How I would like to die: TV

My soul’s present condition: Cacophony

My motto: Dammit

I Spend Half My Life In Here.

Yes. This is my incredibly messy table where I chuck everything I don't chuck on the floor.

My plant looks like it's dying. Oh well.

And naturally, there is my GORGEOUS laptop, which I love.

Here is my unmade bed. It's not usually unmade. Really.

For some reason, I found a 5 cent coin under my ass when I woke up.

I don't think it's from the Tooth Fairy.

That's my DAD's vinyl.

Okay, so I didn't want my first vinyl to be one of The Beatles.

IT WAS ONLY BECAUSE SGT. PEPPER WAS MISSING!

I don't think I have to explain this one.

Yes, I happen to ADORE Marilyn Monroe.

And it's a nice picture.

Now for the empty spaces...

This is the wall behind my desk.

I want to remove that odd picture once I find a good poster of Derek Trucks and a good poster of Susan Tedeschi.

But that's pretty unlikely.

Here is my door.

It's barren-ness shall be solved once I find a good poster of Ray Charles.

This is the closest thing I have to a window.

I'm not too sure what it is, but it's pretty freaky when it's dark and you can see a figure passing by.

Thus, it shall be shielded with a good Stevie Ray Vaughan poster. 

Once I find one.

Finally, the space above my bed.

This is for someone special.

One whom I shall worship every night before I retire.

Amen.

This is Delta Rose.

She is not my guitar.

But that's for another blog post. =D

What I Miss About KL.

OH. MY. GAWD.

I would sacrifice a goat for a Ramly Burger right now.

Heck, I would sacrifice MARVIN.

BUT, here in Melbourne we have...

THE DEEP FRIED MARS BAR.

Which, of course, I have been raving about for the past year.

Oh, the gooey gooey goodness.

My coffin shall be STUFFED with these.

So in case I go to Hell, I'll be HAPPY.

Oh Deep Fried Mars Bar, how I cherish thee.

It has been below 20 degrees the past week.

AMAZINGLY, I have not fallen sick since arriving.

Thus cementing the fact that:

Me + Melbourne = HELL YES.

Me + Malaysia = WHATEVER.

Me + Singapore = FUCK NO.

Why? Because Kukurela are my friends.