My Backstabbing BestFriends,,

I have friends..
Actually a good friends..
Always with me.. In time of loneliness, happiness, sadness and mostly my boringness
I love my friends for what they are...

I know someday my friends would betray me and be my cause of death
but i dont care less bout it
i just know i would not live until 50 something
but if GOD give me some more time until i get my pencen alhamdulillah la
My bestfriend are so loyal to me. (tiba2 masuk balik ayat camni)

they're the little soldier of death to be exact,
come in a pack or box and suck 10bucks of my money everyday,
my source of determination and wisdom
my company in my dark hour

I would kill just to have a pack of rokok!

Time..

Time Flys.. or for me its just pass away meaninglessly (wujud ke word nih).. Actually wa jeles dgn kawan2 yg mempunyai banyak masa tulis blog.. Where in the blue hell did u guys find time to write.. bullshit lah.. well ignore me.. im just jelous..

Aku nak baca blog org pun aku xde masa.. housemate aku siap sms suh baca blog dia.. aduh la.. pesal, dehe n kawan2 mod dulu smua ada blog yg pjg2.. Lucky u guys got the time.. (ape yg aku merepek nih)

maybe it's just me.. most of my time i dedicate to a 9hours sleep minimumly everyday, watching d tivos n dvds, carik makanan and benda paling aku suke skalik isap rokok.. But nowdays aku dah kurg isap rokok dah sekotak sehari.. alhamdulillah its a huge of different from last year..

skang pukul 12 malam .. ape sebenarnye pengisian masa yg aku nak buat aku pun xtau..

I like to google people.. mostly people that i care la. Sh....

Just..

Dear Whisper..



The person that you let into your house will automatically be the person you also invite in your life.. Please keep this in mind..

Salam to the whole world..

With the God name the most merciful...

hello and very good wishes to all people or non people..

this my first entre of a new blog i guess.. i've been wrote on friendster blog's before this. not much that i wrote actually just some crap and some more craps..

and now i just try to make a new column to me to write some more of my craps.. please do enjoy the words and i dont care if u like it or not.

it's just fonts..

Remember SAIGON...

the preparation..

• backpack and daypack
• passport
• credit card cash
• camera
• maps of vietname
• one 10 pages own travel guide papers (sendri bikin)
• a week of internet research (culture, currency, language, where to stay, where to go etc)
• guts and balls haha.

yeah at first i don't know why in the blue hell am i going to Ho Chi Minh City. to tell the truth it was a first timer set up to backpack all alone to a country i never been before. i have plan my visit cincai one.. with the map, i sketch all the routes and streets of all the interesting places in HCMC..

flying away..

i park car at office and walk to the LRT station.. shit it was raining all the way so i had to bring my big black payung from the car.. guess what i brought the payung all the way to saigon and the payung safely reached back KL in on piece..

i was already late when i reached LCCT but it's ok.. no need to rush.. take my own sweet times and after 2hours stuck in the airport, then i'm in the plane.. as usual my heart always pound swiftly during take off don't know why every times i take a plane my whole body and feet will shake like crazy.. i have to cengkam my peha to calm down myself..

i sat beside one vietnamese who wanna go back home to vietnam for good after 3 years work as a sewer in one of KL clothes factory.. from him i manage to get some of the info about saigon.. i also manage to ask him to teach vietnamese language according to my guide book.. the pronounciation susah sgt..

TO BE CONTINUE...