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[06 Mar 2010|06:10pm] Carpe Diem Quam Minimum Credula Postero. My motto for life. post comment

[17 Feb 2010|02:50am] Shutting this down. Till further notice. Seek solace elsewhere. post comment

[15 Feb 2010|02:07pm] I smell dirt. post comment

[29 Jan 2010|10:15pm] Fuck you. Try me. I bite. Hard. post comment

[24 Jan 2010|05:06pm] My ipod died on me. Damn it! Well, time for an itouch! :D post comment

[03 Jan 2010|05:35pm] I need a fucking break. post comment

[03 Jan 2010|04:55am] FTS. Fuck this shit. post comment

[31 Dec 2009|01:54pm] There's nothing much going on right now. Army -> Bookout -> Party/chill out/rest -> Book in -> Army. I think I miss school uh. Hahahaha post comment

[27 Dec 2009|05:05am] Wow wee. I turn 21 in 6 months. That's... pretty damn frightening. post comment

[17 Dec 2009|11:57pm] I think I bottle up my thoughts too much. I think I just realised this. Anyway, tomorrow's my posting. Fingers crossed and hoping for the best. post comment

[17 Dec 2009|05:13am] [ mood | contemplative ] For the most of us, we always preach about things that we claim to be the ideal that everyone should follow and what we follow. But there comes a time when you meet someone who preaches a lot, but in the end doesn't practice what he/she has preached. And there comes a day when someone who has totally ignored what you preached, goes against your ideals and you kick up a whole big fuss. We all fit into the categories above. But certain situations come about where you've just had enough and you decide to take action, and somehow it makes you look bad or it seems like you pick on the most trivial things in order to put that individual in his/her place for not practicing what they preach. Well, fuck this shit, I'm telling you. Everyone needs someone to fuck them once in a while to put them in their place. It's all a matter of the system. What is the system? I'll explain another time. But anyway, it's either you fuck or be fucked. So question is, which are you? Would you rather fuck or be fucked? Or fuck the fucker, and in turn be fucked? Depends on how you manoever yourself during the situation. But the way to not be fucked eventually is to make sure you practice what you fucking preach. Remember, tell the truth more often so you don't have to remember what you say. Fucking hell, we all have to work on that. Even me. But I know for now I'm not in the fucking shit because I walk what I fucking talk. So fuck you. That's a few paragraphs of material for you to ponder upon. post comment

[12 Dec 2009|04:44am] HI! Oh... you'd like to dance? Sure! Mmmmm.... you dance well... Okay, I've got to go find my friends now. I'll see you around missy! Hi!!! You'd like a dance too? Sure!. Mmmmm... What's your name? *inaudible* Cool. I'm Ben. Nice to meet you! Mmmm... You smell good... Okay Bye!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA post comment

[09 Dec 2009|08:25pm] POP LO! I've got this weird heartburn/chest pain when I swollow my food. But I don't know if that's going to stop me from partying the fuck out tonight. I'll see if it kills me. I hope it doesn't. But.. if I DIE... Would you buryyy meeee... post comment

[05 Dec 2009|03:40am] You know you're rather gone when you can't remember where you put your lighter, only to realise that you shifted it into your cigarette pack because you've smoked too much and your lighter can now fit inside the box with your sticks. On the side note: POP on 9 Dec LO!!! post comment

[27 Nov 2009|09:03pm] Tell me all your secrets. I promise I'll be listening. And if you ever come back home I'll be waiting patiently. Tell me nothing sacred. I pormise I won't hear a word. And if you ever come back home, I won't act so patiently. post comment

[27 Nov 2009|12:51am] HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA post comment

[21 Nov 2009|06:59pm] Craziest book-in timing ever. 0740 on a Sunday morning. Sit-test, then book out on wed, followed by games week, and POP. Bloody hell. December is arriving, which heralds the return of awesome friends, and my block leave, which in turn means FUCKING AWESOME-O TIME YEAH! Till then... I need to get my McDonalds fix, beer, and relaxation. 12 hours till next book in. post comment

[13 Nov 2009|07:09pm] Wah time fucking flies eh. post comment

[07 Nov 2009|06:33pm] The only few things I can really think of right now is. McDonalds, Beer, Subway, Cigar. 1 comment|post comment

[29 Oct 2009|10:01am] My hearts thumps harder and faster, my steps widen and quicken, a smile flashes across my face, my eyes sparkle. All this happens when I set foot on mainland, even though I'm on off for a few hours today. There's no place like home! post comment

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