The Ministry Of Sound experience was shit. Bouncers are brainless, securities can kiss my bullocks. What's more, The Click Five sounded quite alright for me. A few pitchy problems here and there, it was not really that appealing to yours truly, with the exception of young girls screaming like hyenas consistently even when they were playing a soft one. Now I wonder how the groupies are like in the 21st century. In the late 80s/early 90s, it was flashing your boobs (even though there are still an exception of them doing that). Now, the dominant ones are young and immature girls cheering & screaming for the face instead of the voice. With My Chemical Romance coming on the 11th of December, I can foresee a bunch of emo-dressing faggots screaming Gerard's name. Why can't just 4 million people cry out for Jesus? Anyways, here are some of the pictures:










Mark my words, they won't last forever.

Fresh off from university, many graduates are finding it hard to find jobs in the local market, though they are equipped with a Degree, Masters, PhD, John Legend or whatsoever certificate.

No wonder there are 4 million frowns.

Today is a happy day. Baptize is the word. I am just happy at heart to see my friends affirming their salvation.

My skateboarding hero is Bart Simpson.

Today, I started a module entitled Design History & Culture. Seeing by the name, you'll probably guess it's got to do with the so-called "ILLUSTRIOUS" history of design and the culture that revolves around it and spanned it for years. Literally, that is definitely misleading. Hell, even the inner depth is misleading too. Talk about evolution and homo sepians, I wonder that really occurred as days go by. Talk about million years, Darwin's Theory and chimpanzees, it can't be any convincing to yours truly as I believe the first verse in Genesis that says,

"In the beginning, God created heaven and earth."

Not that drink as Raimy implies, but hell yeah, alone that sentence can justify the entire philosophy behind evolution. Perhaps I might have disappoint atheists and philosophers with my words, but this is how I see it. To conclude my definition of evolution, it's the group of stable that consisted of Triple H, Ric Flair, Batista and Randy Orton.