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Monday, June 15, 2009
Last Day of Magic

The Decemberists latest album, The Hazards of Love is a fucking epic.

My current favorite album is Midnight Boom by The Kills. The Kills consist of a British guitarist whose nickname is "Hotel", I cant recall his real name and American vocalist Allison Mosshart whose nickname is"VV". Allison "VV" Mosshart is an adorable name. Last time I remember reading she used to spit and chain smoke during her gigs. What a fucking cool gal.

Tonight my maternal grandfather adviced me not argue with my superiors at Pulau Tekong and that I should do whatever I'm asked to do. How wonderful, 2 years of taking orders like a dog.

A barber used to tell me while cutting my hair, "You know the point of N_ is to make you into a person who listens to orders when new policies are made by the ___ for the citizens."

That same barber also taught me tricks on how to reduce my PES, escape reservist and other shits.

Because of this so called national commitments which are meaningless to me, I will miss great events this year like watching my beloved Liverpool FC, 5 times European champion compared to Mancunia United's 3, play at Nasional Stadium which is supposed to be demolished but delayed because more cash is needed to drain from people for its demolition and reconstruction, Nine Inch Nails gig at Fort Canning and my family's holiday to Middle East in November. Fuck the upper class.

Not only do I miss out on those great stuffs, now I also worry who's gonna accompany my beloved grandfather to the mosque, who's gonna accompany my granduncle to TTSH for his eye check ups, who's gonna keep my lovely grandma company when her daughters go to work?

In order of importance from most important to important: God/Religion -> Famiglia -> Friends. Nation? Let me get back to it when I know where to put it in the Important List of Things in my life. I dont give 2 shits if this country is successful and generate lots of cash because the normal hardworking citizens will only get to taste the least creamy part of the huge ice cream cake.

No more anarchist. 2 years of putting on an act as a patriotic soldier.

If I go to jail for typing all these out, then I'm sorry my family if I have brought shame to you all. I just had to pour out these dark feelings inside me.



Farewell movie as a civilian:
Fight Club (Collector's Edition Steelbook)
Staring Brad Pitt


Posted at 04:24 am by ibrahim

 

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