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About

name : Stanley Siong
birthdate : 16/02/87
university : Cardiff University

A 21 year old engineering student in search of the answer for the lifelong question "Are women really from Mars?"

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Recalling

This weekend, unlike most weekends, was spent in my cell. I had the whole house for myself. All the other tenants were away godknowswhere. To make matters worse, the weather was gloomy for nearly the whole day. So what else? Jiwang lagik... So then, as I looked outside the window...

I remember when we were sitting on your couch watching Good Will Hunting, holding hands and drinking milkshakes, but milkshakes melt, people change, and you dumped me on my birthday.
Right after I bought you that really expensive thing from the Body Shop, called Jojoba Loofah Milktowel, or something like that. That I sold 147 Cutco knives to afford, but whatever, hey, it’s cool.

I’ve moved on you know, I’m happy now – well, happy in a crying sorta way.You know, curled up naked in the shower biting your knees wishing you were dead kinda happy. But I realized you were right, we were never meant to be.

And you know what? Thank God‘Cause you’re the most vapid, whiny blah I’ve ever met. Always making fun of my clothes, telling me how hot other guys are, asking me to pay you gas money?! Buy your own gas you bug-eyed mooch – it’s your car and it costs more than my house. Oh and now you’re going around trying to sleep with my friends. Hey good, that really makes you an empowered individual – no wait, did I say empowered individual? I meant two-cent gutter slut. Listen you, tanning-bed-baked, broke-ass, goat-faced, oompa-loompa monkey problem:

Yes, your ass did look fat in those jeans, your mom’s a M.I.L.F.And I plan to get on your little sister just as soon as I give her a call back, oh and you know what else?

You can watch Good Will Hunting by yourself till your eyes fall out.


Song lyrics of Good Will Hunting By Myself by Ludo

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