mojo talk
recently, i've been thinking. maybe thinking too much till my brain is expanding will there is no more space for it to grow, or i'm just under stress. i dun believe in stress, like how yubin dun believe in sugar. it's like, there is always a way to re-signify stress as something else. i believe it's not something that just any student in secondary school student should venture into. self-proclaim stress? or is it real stress? how do you define the tension?anyway, what am i talking about? haha. man, my results are like not bad. but my ftas! ARH! AVIONICS! 20/30... OH MY TIAN. it's quite badly done man. i lost 3 marks already. arhhhh.
man, i hope i can like talk to someone now. like get back into the old days, chatting on the phone. i don't have that energy man. dunno y leh. and even though i know quite a number of girls, till my friends got alittle suspicious, i dun really know them well. coz i'm pure lazy and believe that i'm ugly till it's not worth their time. haha. but still, whn i get older, i need to settle down rite? a beautiful (in my sense) wife, 2 children, hdb 5 room, proper job and a MITSUBISHI EVO! haha. must be an evo, or else i wont drive. evo evo evo! asking why evo? cos it has mojo! mojo is everything man. cars, guitars and skills. it's everything. \../,
whn you go on stage, you need mojo. no mojo, no show. on the road, you need mojo. not some crappy lambojini or exotics, but a cool cut tuner or a lux RR. if RR is not in your mind, thn a maybach. if not, no mojo. forget about bmw, benz, MG, pontianc, alfa and other exotics. they are the shit, you need mojo! mojo = tuners = luxury = semi-hollow guitars = fender. mojo is universal. it's like a pea either being glorified as a plant or eaten by men. no mojo, no talk. \../,
haha... damn sian.
Labels: mojo
posted by エドモンド 酒井 @ 8:30 pm
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