Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujaheddin,
Paint their picket fences red with the American Dream
OMG. hahaha. Who writes lyrics like that? Awesome.
I fear I'm being monitored by the government. So I'm not going to say anything about my plans tonight. Stupid government.
And you know what scares me the most? My driving instructors name was Pak Cik Isa. They really are spying on me. Isa. ISA. Internal Security Act. I think he's a robot that the government programmed to teach me to drive, while at the same time spy on me. Fcuking crazy.
My cell phone is dying. It's all broken on the outside(but it's a Sony, so it can still be taken into the shower, and beat around with an ugly stick without any real damage) and sometimes the battery goes haywire and gives me little jolts. Not anything serious. Just some nice numbness in my fingers.
Which means. It's time for a new phone.
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