It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not.

ah dont bother about the title. that's so random lah.

anyways, how's sunday for everyone? some call it family day, some call it sleep-till-7pm day. no lah, i made up the latter. haha

so i woke up quite late today; had breakfast at 12pm haha! so i went to visit my pitiful malay language teacher, Mdm Norlila, yesterday at NUH. aiyah hope she'll do just fine lah. first it was Cikgu Rasiah, now her. wonder who's taking over. haha. this year alone, i've had my teachers changed for another, some even left for good for another school, or another country for that matter. haha.

anyway, here's a joke. once again, dont take it too hard; it is afterall a joke. haha.

An old man boarded a bus and sat down across the aisle from a punk kid. The punk had bushy hair that was dyed all different colors: red, yellow, green, blue and orange. He had clips of feathers hanging from his ears and hair.

The old man kept staring at him until the punk said to the old man, "Hey old man, whatcha lookin' at?! Keep ya eyes to yourself, old faggot! Don't you stare at me as if you've never done anything crazy in your life before!"

The old man answered, "Hell yeah, I have! I screwed a parrot about 20 years ago and I thought you were my son!"

hahahahahah! now i know what to say to a punk if i bump into one! haha so yeah, if you happen to be a punk, and don such array of colors on your hair; no pun intended, really!

hehe..

this has been -- hafiz ishak