Santa Claus Is (Not) Coming to The Town

Cause he's not real and nobody's coming to the town, not even the ghost of your ancestor. But hey, it's almost Christmas again, can you believe that? Are you excited OR ARE YOU FUCKING EXCITED THAT YOU'RE GOING TO DIE IN COUPLE WEEKS CAUSE THE WORLD IS GONNA FUCKING END LIKE WHAT THE FUCKING MAYANS PREDICTED HUNDREDS OF YEARS AGO.

Talking about the end of the world, my Mom just called me last week asking me if it's true that the world will end before Christmas. She sounded so worry and kept telling me to be careful. I laughed at her. She asked me why I laughed, at that time there were so many explanation that I have in my mind but I'm pretty sure it's gonna take shit load of time (My Mom is very clueless about what's going on in this world, she seems like she can never keep up with the modern world, she can't even text. Last time she tried to do it, she sent me 5 empty messages) and I was about to fry my egg and the pan was getting very hot, so I just told my Mom, 'No Mom, it will not end. Haha. Bye'.

I personally don't believe in any of the 'end of the world' prediction. The Mayan don't know shit, they didn't even have toilet paper back then, I don't trust people who don't use toilet paper. But I always think it's going to be fun if the world does end this year. You don't have to get up every morning to go to work, if you don't go to work, you don't get to meet your asshole boss or cunty manager or any of your annoying coworkers. You don't have to worry about your future anymore because there will be no future for you nor for everybody. You don't have to listen to Gangnam piece of dildo shit style again. You don't have to worry if Sir Alex is gonna retire and leave Manchester United. You don't have to worry about that acne on your face.  You don't have to worry about bad hair day. In short, you don't even have to worry about nothing at all anymore.

But it's only IF the world ends this year, the truth is, it will not. The earth will soon end, I'm sure, but it won't be this year. So you're (and by you, I mean me) have to put up with all the shitty things that happen in this life and in our world generally. To lift up your (I mean mine) spirit, there are still good things that will happen: Manchester United lift their 20th EPL trophy, Leonardo diCaprio (finally) winning his Oscar, Kim Kardashian getting butt raped by a dolphin in the middle of the street, Fleet Foxes' new album, the long awaiting revelation of who was the asshole who raped Natalie Wood, Nikola Tesla's museum, Zombie outbreak, etc etc etc.

And with that I leave you with...

MERRY CHRISTMAS, YOU FILTHY ANIMALS.

I am not dead

yet. 

It's been a while since the last time I post something here. When I first made this blog, I felt obliged to post stuff at least once in a month, now I don't even care if this blog is getting pissed by a dog. But not for today, it's Sunday and nobody's at home, I've done surfing the internet, so I guess I'm gonna write something here.

I own a pair of rabbits now. It used to be 3 rabbits but one died cause of diarrhea couple months ago. You probably are thinking 'What? diarrhea? Pfffftttt. Hahaha. That shit is hilarious.' Well guess what? It is not hilarious and I hope you got hit by a fucking truck. It is a serious disease that can caused death to rabbit. Now I am left with 2 (probably gay) rabbits.

The left one is called 'Dog' and the right one is called 'Cat'.

Yeah I named my rabbits Cat and Dog and there's nothing you can do about it.

What gay rabbits? It all started when I first got them (they are the present that my cousin gave to me for my birthday last April), I thought both rabbits (Cat and Dog) were female cause fuck man, their genitals weren't even visible when they were babies, like you literally couldn't see anything at all down there, so I just assumed that both were female. Until 3 months later, in a one cold night, I saw Cat fucking humped Dog. Cat fucking humped Dog. I was in a shocked I couldn't believe what I saw, it's like I'm being betrayed, I don't know by who but I just felt like that. I was like 'Cat... how could you, your own sister.. why?'. Dog always refused Cat, I guess Dog is just not a big fan of incest relationship. After that I started to accept the fact that Cat is a male and just moved on with my life.

This it the view that I have to see almost everyday

And then one night, Cat was trying to hump Dog again and I was like 'You horny little fuck' and just ignored them, after that the unexpected happened, I saw Dog tried to fucking hump Cat. I was like 'WHAT IN THE FUCK!? You've got to be fucking shitting me. Both of my rabbits are male?' So there you go, I now have rabbits that are probably gay. I say probably cause they've been humping each other for more than a month but I still have a little suspicion that Dog might still be a female cause he/she acts very weird lately, she started digging hole and collecting stuff, you know, stuff that a preggo rabbit usually do.

So that is the story about my (probably gay) rabbits. I hope you like it cause it's 10000% true.

PS. RIP Neil Armstrong. I hope the Green Day's fans are strong enough to cope up with this sad news.

Jesus, go back home, you have to study for your final!

NO, MOTHER, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO DO. THIS IS WHAT I MEANT TO BE. THIS IS ME. I AM A B-BOY.

I swear to Raptor Jesus, I did not abandon this blog

Yes, I did actually. 

The thing is that I just kinda lost interest in writing for a little while, but not until today. Today is special because it's Saturday and on Saturday many people kill themselves because the day after tomorrow is Monday.  Kay, let's talk about football (if you're not interested with the topic, here's a link to cheer you up: Ryan Gosling's naked pic).

You see this is probably one of the worst season for Manchester United, we have to lose Vidic for the rest of the season (but I heard he's coming back on April, praise Raptor Jesus), we got kicked out of Champions League after humiliating defeat from Basel, Evra and Suarez's feud and of course Manchester fucking Shitty being on the top of the table. Some say, the main cause of this is probably the never ending injury but I have different opinion. I say the current players are lacking spirit, passion and love for the club. Back in the early days, you have players who really take defeat as personal insult *cough*Roy Keane*cough*. Why would he need to take everything so seriously? beside his own ego, of course, there's also this passion and love for the club. Also almost half of the team at that time came from our own academy, so that means they were fans who happen to play for their favorite club and as fans you know how sad it is to see your team losing a game. Sadly, I don't see such passion anymore in our team now. All I see now is just bunch of youngsters putting on their United jersey and do their best in a game and even if they don't do their best, it's okay because there're still another game, no hard feeling. I just hope that this is a bad phase, once all the lads are getting older and wiser, they'll start to grow passion for the club that I just really love.

Excuse my bitching.