Interlude

Is this blog dying? Is it not having the updates it used to have? Am I turning lazy in the blogging community?

*plays “I Will Survive” in the background*

Things yet to be fulfilled;

• I have yet to update on my brand new phone review
• I have yet to tell you how awesome is the new Green Day album
• I have yet to tell you about what Perth really is
• I have yet to describe on College Life
• I have yet to understand the stupidity concepts of Vectors in physics
• I have yet to own an original game
• I have yet to own a Electric/Acoustic Guitar

Before ma’ brain explodes because of annoying routines that I have to face nearly everyday weekdays, I will sit by the corner and sip on Marijuana while leaving the stereo tuning to the BARNEY channel.

I’m turning mental by the minute as pink elephants float around this room shoot zappy guns to bacteria surrounding my puny head. I’m a soldier without cause that celebrates the sweet sound of defeat.

My memorial : Respect me as I haft done so much unto all

With grief, I grabbed a truck load of dynamite and swallowed it with dignity. Before that, I liquidated my estate and sold it to prostitutes around the street that sells flavoured condoms to transsexuals. I’ll be with you, either  transcended homosexuality or even  till bestiality. I’ll protect the country with might, power and words of blasphemy. I’ll do even if I have to humiliate myself in front of naked people running around shouting “I LOVE NATURE”.

So, do help the cause! Support the cause! Join UNCLE SAM BRYAN.

 

JOIN ME TODAY!

All you have to do is donate a minor part of your allowance (say; RM 1000) to my bank account or just send via DHL to my address. Thank you.

Good Charlotte : You’re Gone

Probably an unreleased track from the Good Morning Revival Album. Do listen, and comment =)

You're Gone : GC

Sorry for the late posting. Quite busy lately due to dumbass assignments (and probably Calculus and Applicable Math homework ONLY) and freaking ass annoying test. I’ll post something up honestly that doesn’t consist of a paragraph of me blabbering something. Laterz.

And I’m not turning emo. Just that cuttin ma’ hair here is expensive.

College Life

(Sorry no pictures for this post)

DO NOT BELIEVE THOSE LIES YOU HEAR FROM YOUR TUTORS OR TEACHERS. COLLEGE LIFE IS NOT ANY BETTER THAN SECONDNARY SCHOOL BUT IT IS ALOT MORE HELLISH WORST.

That only possibly applies to me cause I am the one who made this awful yet fruitful decision to come in April for the April Start.

Imagine, half past six, you wake up feeling giddy from the homework you done yesterday and you quickly get ready to catch a bus in like about an hour before it arrives.

In college, you will be shivering your pants and shirt of due to the cold weather in autumn even with all that thick clothing you have on. After a few minutes, you will be rushed to a classroom and beckon to listen to the lecturers whether they care or not. Your homework piles up.

After the first session of agony, you again will be rushed to another so called classroom to do more studying and absorbing. With your favoured pen running out of ink that only sells in Kuching, you are forced to use other materials to succeed to the teachers needs. Your homework piles up even more.

Whereas when it reaches Lunch Break, you noticed that you have 20 to 30 minutes to ‘enjoy’ your freaking meal before going to another class because of some nerds bright idea to decrease our time so that we can spend more time doing Applicable Maths.

Your homework piles up yet again.

Then when you thought you are free to go, you looked at your watch and it says there, a quarter past 5 in the evening. You have nothing much to do but go back by bus, and eat your meal then go back to your homestay to do all your homework and possibly do some of your assignments plus your studies as well (Facebook is part of my homework though).

Your brain slowly undergoes mental retardation and miniature sizing before it reaches a absolute hypertonic type solution. Your bodily fluids starts to flow backwards then your eyes start to turn blue. A pair of glasses popped out in front of your eyes, your clothing suddenly become alot more skimpy, then your shirts tucked in all of the sudden. You look yourself at the mirror while holding a chess piece, “YOU LEVELED UP INTO A NERD”.

Kuching University students, you better count yourself lucky for not coming here. It is mental torture here. You will be not only tested, you will be fried.

Meaningless Quotes

• “Cold…….Hungry…… Cannot concentrate…..What the **** eat chicken in front me. I know you so rich la” doing Calculus in the Canteen at half past ten.
• “For all these 5 years, we learn to calculate the graph with our brain. Then so as happens that this thinggy-ma-jig called the casio calculator can do all those in just under 100AUD” rants a displeased person in Applicable Maths.
• “Oh my gawd!” after receiving more chemistry homework.
• “Aboriginal people are like Red Indians to America” newspaper featured student chatting to me.
• “You play guitar? Yup I play guitar HERO!” replied someone to a very disappointed Bryan.

Yup, I am currently “enjoying” college life alot. A extremely short post for a extremely cold night. Comment!!!!!

I miss Kuching. OMG! I never thought I said that.