Mood: Hungry Listening To: Nothing
My Marketing Assignment is here! Sweetness. Now I need to check everything and compile my side of the assignment TO the assignment. But there's one problem.
They all didn't do any referencing at all. So, the reference page would be blank, until mine kicks in.
Yay! Marketing Assignment! Now I have to start doing it!
Keiichi Tsuchiya's Drift Bible was crazy. After watching it, I felt like as if I had balls of steel
Note the words "FELT LIKE AS IF I HAD balls of steel" - which means I felt, but I didn't have, so I didn't go drifting before you all start bitching about me showing off. I don't drift and THERE, I admit it.
Then I have to prepare the Marketing presentation through powerpoint. I've seen the two malays present, and I'm not suprised they did horrible.
Then comes Management. Talk about being stressed.. Sigh.
And talk about the sales of FDM. Per day, what I sell, may seem much - to me. But I can't help getting over the fact that trying to sell off the albums to other people (instead of friends) is harder.
Oh well. I'm taking up Marketing, better start using the knowledge I've learnt to test my practicality!
Oh. Just in case you all didn't know, a couple of nights ago, this stupid fucked up assholic driver knocked the right side of the side mirror for the Camry from the opposite direction, and just sped off, right in front of my eyes. Since I sat like, sideways, of the Camry, it blocked me from seeing the number plate. When I went to check the side mirror, it was loose and not rigid because it's motorised.
Edmund fixed it in the most obvious way. Thanks man. Would've have figured that a simple button would fix it.
But then again, what pissed me off that he didn't even stop to say sorry although he saw me there eating. He should be thankful that he didn't stop, or I would've beaten the shit outta him and sped off. Wanna play hit and run, can. Two also can play that fucking game, asshole.
Learn to use your fucked up brakes, you perodua fucked up driver. If you're idiotic enough not to brake, might as well give me your brake pedal so you can do more hit and runs on the road where you speed without braking. How nice. And next time, drive towards a wall. Maybe the Gurney Roundabout and leave a mark there like the VW Golf GTI so I can make a survey, which car is stronger.
I hope you die soon.
Edit: Emo. So nice wans.
 | wormy wrote on Nov 4, '06 x) as long as it sells .xD |
 | i wanna have balls of steel.. |
 | i don wan balls of steel i like it wrapped in flesh
you robots! |
 | wormy wrote on Nov 4, '06 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA |
 | Now I see another reason why I said "FELT like having balls of steel." LOL |
 | you seriously need to shut up and just drift |
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