Psssssstt!!!!!!

Hey, I show ya'll something.

But you gotta protect me from someone if he sees this. Promise?

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Okay.

Whatthehelliknow.

No shit people, that's Jonathan. Who'd ever know that he could ever look so sad and miserable?

And check this out. NO CARS.

It's like blank. Empty. The gaping hole of loneliness.

You get what I mean?

I tell you, when I first saw this poster and Jo's reaction, I could pretty much cry of laughing at that time. XD


Okay la. I know that I'm being mean, and sabun-ing Jonathan too much. So today, in the SWC room, me and Ryan got together for something specially for our Ah Jo. And with a lil bit of help from purple Gatsby and hairspray.....



Hah! Be amazed.


Muahahhah. Seriously, it's like Goku from Dragonball.


Except that this's the authentic Chinese Goku. Not some Hollywood wannabe who's got a major hair-don't (Fuck it, i don't remember his name....).

I mean, for God's sake, Goku's supposed to be Chinese la! Or Japanese, for that matter.

Yess laah, Ah Jo. Touch it some more.

The front was especially hard, cos someone sorta got real sampat and blasted a concentrated jet of hairspay onto his hair. Cipetted.

And I think Jo suffocated a lot that time because of the mofu. He complained that everytime he breathed, he could smell the hairspray wtf haahahhh.

Anyway....

For any appointments, at a very cheap rate, you can book an appointment with me or Ryan by calling us. Reservations are necessary.

Sighhh... what to do? We're all busy people ba.


Mwahaahaa

Okaay. it's now 2.52 in the morning. I've got a lecture - Applied Engineering Science - tomorrow, at 8 am. Oh wait. Since it's past 12, I guess the lecture's TODAY, like 4 hours later.

What's more? I'm hungry, growl. : (

And I'm sitting here, blogging.

Wheeeeeeee.

Way to go, Mervin. *thumbs up*

But I don't just go on Facebook all the time, okay. I actually managed to glue myself on my study table for 4 hours non-stop, and complete my lab report in one night!

That's right, O-N-E N-I-G-H-T.

So, soooooo proud of myself.

And actually, I'm so wide awake right now, that I really wanna study. But writing a whole blardy report's made me reach my max brain capacity. Now, all I wanna be, is just to be imaginative.

Dreaming's imaginative, right?

It's off to sleep then. Nightz!!!


Yours truly,
Mervin, only 4 hours of sleep. Can sleep mehh?!?!?! Yaaaaawn....

Getting molested is... Syiokk!!!!

Okay, hi world. : )

Something funnay happened today.

Well, as you know, I'm now Secretary of my student welfare committee.

WAITTT!!!!!

Not only Secretary, but Honorary Secretary. In fact, i'mma highlight the word Honorary everytime it comes up.

Haha, damn, I'm like so perasan now. XD

Ah anyway..... Just the title Honorary means that on the outside, we have to be like uber professional. Black shirts, silver tie (ZOMG 30 bucks!), formal shoes, nametag, whatever. As long as got class, dah cukup.

Howeveeer..... when we're not in public, we can all go way down the evolutionary scale. Like back to monkey stages, you know?

So yeessss. Evelyn was giving her trademark nerve massage/stimulant/whatever you wanna call it. Ben was the victim, and he went all orgasmic and moaning. In pleasure or pain, I have no clue, and so: "What's so wrong? pain meh?"

And there I was, closing my eyes, bracing myself, and yes. The hands started working their magic.

It wasn't really painful actually. Somehow, it's like your average treatment. You know, the one you pay 50 bucks to a slutty looking woman at Sungei Wang,and they jam their knuckles, SM you, step on you or some shit like that? Yeah. That's the one.

And I swear to God, the longer she massaged, the more it felt better. So I went ahead and blurted out: "Woooah, sibeh song oh..... if my wife does this everyday, I'll be a happy boy!"

And that was when I realized it wasn't dear Evelyn. It was.....

MONKEY FACE RYAN.

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shit I swear I've never felt more scandalised like that since god knows when.The whole room was staring at me, giggling their heads off.

Very embarassing. I felt like one of those gays in a gay bar, except this time, it's his first time, and he's getting an erection, and -

Maybe I should just shut up.

P.S. Nah, Wan Kah.... you said you waited for my blog to be updated, and so it is now! you better read, if not I burn your ass when you come back. And I don't care if you can walk onot. BURN!!!!!!!


Yours truly,
Mervin, HONORARY, HONORARY, HONORARY, HONORARY, HONORARY, HONORARY....

Ah, Creative Malaysians....

You know, sometimes, when I think of Malaysia, I imagine it with a face. And where would that face be?

My answer? In the toilet or some shit like that.

And what’s it doing there? To hide its face from all the embarrassment lahh.

ROFLMAO!

For real. Seriously.

The people behind the all-time Malaysian rip-offs eh, I tell you I wanna slaaaaaap so hard wehh. What Malaysian rip-offs, you may ask.

Well then, for your viewing pleasure….

And as if that wasn't bad enough, they had to go the extra mile to decapitate, then deface both my favourite comic companies, DC and Marvel.



Yeah. Which ironically means our country's pride... is another country's pride. Hah.

And my personal favourite... (Credits to Kennysia)


Okay. For those of you who're still deluded in denial, how's Captain Obvious for obvious?


And maybe the least impressive of all....



So yeeeeap. Imitation is the best form of flattery (or so they say).

Pity our country's not doing that much flattering.

Saw how pathetic onot? huhu...


P.S. Sorry for the quality of some of the pics... Some of them were tiny, and when you resize them yuno....


Yours truly,
Mervin, I don't mean to offend anyone. But this is hilarious, no?

To Cut Or Not To Cut?

I was just looking back at last months photos of ... well... me.

And I was sorta reliving the fact that I look okay in short hair. (okay laah, not THAT short)



I'm damned stressed now. You know you get that kinda shitty dilemma, where questions start banging the inside of your skull? Questions like should i do this, or should i do that? Then there's the famous 'but if i do this, would it go wrong?'

Ahhhhhh.

Stress stress stress.

Saw... my hair can really give me probs. Quite recently, I've went with short-ER hair than last time. And IMHO, I love it. Spiked, left down, or slicked back... short hair actually has it all. But I'm just so daaaaaamn worried that if i go to the salon, I'll get some Sweeny Todd-fashioned hairstylist.

Sigh.

I know I'm making a big shit out of small shits. But I don't care. Tonight I won't be able to sleep. Well, not literally cannot. Just gonna find it harder to sleep, that's all.

So the golden question is....

SHOULD I CUT MY HAIR OR NOT?

Who knows, it might be better, or worse than my current rounded hairstyle.

Someone please enlighten me!!!!! *sigh*

Baah. Enough with the childish complains. I've gotta go cook.

Laters.



Yours truly,
Mervin, Maybe I'll get a wahyu telling me what to do....