emo reply

Well, seeing that thenmoli has done me the courtesy of emailing me twice, i shall reply. i am not without my manners.

Good day Ms. Thenmoli Periasamy,

First of all, I am not an emo user, i am not emo, nor will I be. I do not have the urge to cut myself at any time despite the availability of sharp objects in my locale.

Secondly, I am glad that this EMO you speak of 'love his family'. It is a good thing to love your family, and I applaud this person. Said person should take care of his/her family and not cut him/herself anymore for the better of his/herself.

Thirdly, I am not interested in sharing my family stories, partly because they are incredibly boring.
Take for example :
Today, my father went for work in the morning before i woke up. I had breakfast lunch with my mother at home. Then when my father came back at night we had dinner together. Other than that, I did the usual mundane stuff of breathing etc.

Quite obviously, my stories aren't worth sharing. Prizes are always interesting though, sadly I am not emo enough to win them.

Lastly, I see that you have an emo id. I also would like an emo id. From now on, you make refer to me as 'emomingome'

I look forward to future correspondence with you.

Thank you,

MING NO TEAM.

sent and done with.

emo again

well well, it seems that ms. thenmoli has contacted me again.

Dear EMO User,

EMO love his family, how about you????? Let's share your family 'stories' in EMO mBlog and WIN PRIZES....

Post the most - Memorable Day

- Difficult Day

- Funny Things That Happen

- Creative Poem To Describe Your Family

What are you waiting for????? Log into www.getemo.com to join.

If you do have any question, please add me in you list. My emo id is evitham.

Thanks

Best Regards,

EMO Team

there are photos in there, but lets not bother. you don't really want to see them. they are as insignificant as an asian penis. (haha, me included.)

as we can clearly see, emo agents must be reading my site, such a coincidence to be contacted so soon after the previous post. (damn you emo agents, don't you have something better to do, like cut yourselves.)

okay, visiting getemo dot com, i can see that this emo business is real. it's a gathering of emoes on this site. they have loads of emo stuff there,

emohome, emoprofile, emophoto, etc etc.
yes, homes can be emo now too. i dunno maybe the it cries by bursting the pipes in it.

apparently theres also an emo msn, in beta.

now this is probably the most shocking bit.

Member Online
Active members : 63411
Online members : 6042

thats right, they have 6000 emoes online at the same time at the time of posting. emoes are taking over the internet. soon, they will make our motherboards bleed and keyboards cry.
someday when the mood strikes me i shall sign up, and infiltrate this emo organisation and spread the seeds of discord, bringing upon their downfall. but now i have more important things to attend to, like bathing.

goodbye. and remember,

EMO LOVE HIS FAMILY!

vacancy

dear friend, i received an e-mail from one thenmoli periasamy, informing me of a vacancy in emo, as an agent/promoter. the full e-mail is as follows:

Dear Friend,

WANT EXTRA INCOME???

Emo is having vacancy:

EMO AGENT / PROMOTER

• Part Time / Full Time
• Training Provided
• Like to meet up with people
• Responsible and Independent
• Flexible working hour

WORK WITH EMO!!!! BE A PART OF EMO FAMILY......

If you are interested please call Evi Tham at 012 - 222 8682 / 03 - 8998 1000 ext 123.

Thanks.

Best regards,
Evi Tham Cheng Wan
Marketing & Events Executive

N2N Connect Berhad
Technology Park Malaysia,
Unit L5-E-5, Level 5, Enterprise 4,
Lebuhraya Puchong-Sg. Besi,
Bukit Jalil, 57000 Kuala Lumpur.

Tel: 603-8998 1000 ext: 123
Fax: 603-8996 2020
H/P: 6012-222 8682

yeap, thats the full e-mail, unedited. the phone numbers could be fake, i didn't bother to find out. the conversation would probably go really idiotic anyways.

me : hello, i hear you are emo.
other person : i sure am.
me : you have a vacancy.
other person : yeah in my soul. the world is such a cold and empty place..

or something emo like that.

sorry mister/miss thenmoli, (i dunno, is thenmoli guy or girl? i'm gonna go with girl.. moli(molly) is a female name.) i'm only getting to your email now even though you sent it on the 3rd of october 2006. it is because there are so many people wanting to contact the king so you had to be queued. (actually it is because i completely forgot about the email after opening it and left it in my inbox for months.)

dissecting the job details,

EMO AGENT / PROMOTER

• Part Time / Full Time (sometimes emo, sometimes not! or emo all the time)
• Training Provided ( they teach you how to be a crying bag of self inflicted injuries)
• Like to meet up with people (hm, i didn't think emos liked to meet people..)
• Responsible and Independent (responsible for cutting yourself, and being able to cry by yourself)
• Flexible working hour (need to be able to emo at any time, morning afternoon, night..)
  

checked the n2n webby, didn't look emo at all, more like something to do with internet computing tech.
emos are liars too it seems.

goodnight, have fun cutting yourselves.

Bow down to my most revered-ness.

Konichiwa.

As you can see, I have moved from the shithole to a new blogspace. As you can also no doubt see, my new blog address is http://whyismyblogaddressunavailableffs.blogspot.com/ . Yes, somehow my preferred blog address is unavailable, I will not bother to check and see if someone else stole it, or it is reserved(probably for me in that case.) because I am kind, and forgiving. It is merely a name, and my greatness is still overwhelming despite this setback.

Now, this being a far more advanced blog, I have decided to include some additional informations on the left-hand side, my aides/slaves, and a small, short useless bit of information about me. And the archiving which is done by my slaves at blogger.com.

The older posts on the previous blog have also been moved along to this new home of theirs, with the right date stamps and the wrong time stamps because the time stamps were already fucked to begin with. They are here for your viewing pleasure and as a biography. The comments to the posts have not been carried over because I am lazy and I can do as I please. If you should like to see comments you can always type new ones.

A small notice to my slaves: I apologize if your names do not appear in my list of willing slaves to the left, it shall be amended soon just leave your name and blog address in the comment box. And also, I don't care for any of your approvals to be placed on the list, you are all my slaves and I can do as I deem fit.

Sayonara.

P.S. : The reason for my abrupt end to my previous post is due to the fact that images of the boils in Ms. Grey's rectum had caused hemorrhage to my brain. I am healed now, as best as I can, but I fear this will leave a lasting scar on my memory.

frenster fren

halo. are you a frenster fren?? sometimes i get these forwarded bulletins on frenster regarding whether or not i am zees frenster fren. i never end up forwarding these bulletins.

this frenster fren shit usually revolves around people having too many friends in their friend list. then some unknown persons will distribute this bullet tins.. berating this people for simply adding people to their lists.

what is wrong with that? i do not understand. although i do not do it myself i do not see any error in their ways whatsoever. although, they could be wrong, since only my way is the right way as i am king of the universe.

ok, so they add many people.. maybe thei is making new frens? it is no ham tan(harm done) in making more frens. as long as you dont make stalker frens. those that wait outside ur window to smell ur farts. (something i know about as i have many multiverses of fans who do that. sometimes it is hard because there is not enough fart to go around for everyone.)

possibly, these people who spread this bullet tins are jealous, because noone would approve of their adding to frens listdom. haha maybe they r ugly like the boils in sasha grey's rectum. ok this ends my rant.

nondescript : 2nd coming.

goodday, my fellow homo sapiens. i am back here again, providing yet another worthless update on my life. the paper at 0900 has passed and it is again approximately 0000 hours. the paper went relatively smoothly i suppose. i still have another paper tomorrow, after lunch.
i have to come to the realization that i have this incessant urge to update this waste of web space (oh no! we are running out of internet space! it is being filled by all this junk! what shall we do?? i think it is rather possible that one day the internet would be full of so much worthless information (such as this weblog(eek, a parenthesis in a parenthesis, in a parenthesis)) that finding any sort of information, despite using search engines, would require you to go through countless and countless of useless shit before coming to the desired item. also i realise that this parentheses is getting unbelievably long, perhaps longer than the actual paragraph itself. i remember mentioning i love parentheses. i really do love em.) during times of exams.

So, anyways, I think I shall write about something irrelevant today.
The life of Slithice, Naga Siren:
Well, to begin with, for the uninitiated, Slithice, you see, is this green skinned whore from the underwater red light district. Otherwise known as Jalan Chow Kit.
Why is she green you ask? Well my underling, your intelligence betrays you. I already said(or wrote. whatever) that she was from the red light district. It's pretty much common knowledge that all red light district whores are green skinned. I think it's cause they use too much cucumber cream for skincare.
Now, she was born from quite possibly, most likely, a broken condom used by some unknown guy to penetrate some unknown whore. Needless to say, the guy soon died of contracted STDs (Shitty Television Dramas), and the whore gave birth to the youngling that would soon grow up to be Slithice.
Her childhood was mostly mundane, bordering the monotonous, but she did learn a few skills along the way, such as:
Mirror Image - this is like, the real deal. She can turn into 4 babes, meaning 4 times the fucking, but for the price of 1! holy momma!
Ensnare - something on the BDSM (Badly Done Slimy Maggi) side of things. Some people reportedly love it when she throws a net over them and proceeds to shag them.
Critical Strike - when she hits the G-spot, she hits the G-spot.

However, her most famous talent is her ability to make a person enter a dream/fantasy land. By singing. Now, this might not make sense, but I believe the sleeping is caused by the boringness of her voice, or perhaps it is because her voice sounds so bad, people go directly into coma. Or something like that.

Well, to wrap up, she's still plying her trade, but now in a different area, known as DotA. So, if you feel like you in need of some action, do look for her. And I know you people out there do want to tap that ass. I mean, come on, which one of you DotA players haven't thought about slipping your hand along her sleek body and banging her 4 images. Or having her ensnare you with her lurve making. =)

This is your God-king, unprepared for exams, signing off.
Goodnight, and goodluck.

nondescript

good evening.

how do you do? this is an odd time to be writing, as it always seems to be the case when i am writing. i am writing this at 0000hours. i have an exam paper at 0900hours. i fear i am ill prepared for it. however, instead of studying i am here, in front of the computer, tapping at the keys of my keyboard. i believe that noone actually read this bullshit. apart from sze-ping, bless her.

well if you really think about it, who gives a rat's rectum about what nonsensical ramblings i have floating around in my head. hopefully the seriousness of this post won't turn off readers(non-existant) of this so-called blog.

thinking through, it seems like a long time since i started this blog. a year and a half. hardly seems long, but i feel as though i've come a long way. will it be all for naught? sounds rather like a bleak piece of soul searching, no? guess i'll revert backk to bullshit, to wrap this up.

or shall i? this seems like madness. madness? this is SPARTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. lame i know. thx. i'm kinda pretty much out of creative juice. need to go to the store to get some. bye. much <3>

wazzup i inda house yoohoo

hello allbody. i am sure that if u hav been checking the timestamps on my posts u will be noticing many long break since my last post and the one before it. so i am going to tell about what has happening in that times. here i will try to supply a coherent account of the going ons. i did not do much really actually truthfully i only went about with my business(not literally, i dont own a business hawhaw) i.e. studying and shit. yes, i shit alot. i wont apologize becoz actually the food i eat gets digested and turned into feces that i release into the toilet bowl. it is like dropping chemical bombs into the water supply of a tiny nation. then its people get genetically mutated by the chemicals making them superstrong snails. with their strength they plot to take over the world but they cannot because the french eat them as a delicacy. thoughts seep into the cracks of my mind, why is there this i.e. and e.g. things in the english language? they are latin. so how come when i use them in my essay it is not marked wrong. becoz if i put in malay somewhere there i would be getting many crosses in my essay. ya makes little sense to me. because sense rarely is big. big sense is like big cojones. if u got big cojones, you da man, man!
it is hot here at the computer table. so hot becoz of me. i dont melt ice.. i melt solid steel that is how hot i am. so that is all i guess hope u enjoyd reading about my doings. have a nice day n dont forget to wash ur genitals.

untitled no.1

Greetings and salivations. Unfortunately I have not been updating this blog, time and creativity have taken a huge drain. Pathetic I know. However you can visit pileofshit.blogdrive.com where I do post albeit unfrequently. Some of my more recent postings can be viewed there.

Why has my imagination run dry? Without anything actually interesting, or funny or of substance to type about I am hopeless. I mean, what is this post even about? And when did i have any substance in the first place? Maybe it's cause my finals are starting tomorrow that I am writing now. Yeah, I love wasting my time instead of studying. At least I'm not idling around right?

So I recently reinstalled GTA : VC on my com and played it all over again. This time, I went for a 100% completion for the game. And it was going all fine and dandy until I came to the unique jumps bit.( I will assume that you all will know what I am talking about because you are all computer geeks like me and have played a wide array of games since you somehow managed to reach my blog no matter how cleverly hidden it is) . So I needed to complete 36 unique jumps to achieve my 100% rate, and I just can't finish all of them. Yes, I stupidly did not write down which jumps I had already completed and since the game programmers were equally stupid in not programming some sort of checklist into the game itself, I could not finish the jumps. I have been stuck at 34 jumps for over two weeks, and no matter how many maps and hints I refer to on the internet I cannot figure out what to do. I have tried going through all the jumps, multiple times, and I still can't finish it. My patience has definitely gone beyond its limit and into unknown territory. EUREKA! I figured out how real life acts of violence (i.e. teenage kids going on shooting sprees and shit.) are connected to violent games like GTA as is usually reported in the news media. Its not the inherent violence in the game thats causing it, but the frustration that the game brings about in the player. (I do feel like shooting people. The game programmers in particular.) Come on if the cause was the violence in the game then when I play something like katamari I should feel like rolling myself into a ball and rolling around glue-ing stuff onto myself. Or how about frogger, I don't have the incessant urge to cross a busy road and get rammed over by a car. (I love parantheses, this one serves no purpose, but you will read it anyways :))

No humour in this post and its time for me to hit the sack so that I won't be too sleepy for my exam tomorrow. Goodnight cruel world.

tee hee!

yeah friendster blogs sucks. i can't put a web counter on it or do anything on it really. other than type. i have to 'upgrade' my blog to a paid version. yeah, there are so many free blog services out there and i want to pay for my friendster one just to get the same features. sure, that's an easy choice to make. what the hell are the people running friendster thinking? that their users have the collective i.q. of 10? hellooo, if we did we would think getting on the web was sitting on top of a spider.

"Learn more about your adoring fans.

If you upgrade to a paid version of Friendster Blogs, you can view statistics about how many people are visiting your blog, and where they're coming from!"

man i'd love to learn more about my adoring fans out there. i know there are many. cause they all line up outside everyday just to get a glimpse of me. just to get a whiff of my smell. just to eat the scraps that fall off my table..
it is my fans that give me motivation to do the great things i do. like lick my elbow. (almost there now.. if only i could extend my tongue a little more..)

well this is all for now. until more uncreativity strikes me, buy!

vrroooom

hi hello hola. i want to write a new post because i haven't written anything in my ownagering completeing amazering blog thingy. however i cannot think of anything remotely interesting to write about as i am struck with blogger's block (haha hehe huhu). i am sincerely out of ideas. i'm as empty as a new trash can. hopefully it will only take a while before i am filled up to the brim with rubbish and then the rubbish man doesn't come to pick up the trash which is dumb because then the place starts to really smell and it attracts all sorts of creatures like ravenous rats. 1 colourless and 1 black mana to cast. 1/1. target opponent discards 1 when ravenous rats comes into play. and by the way, whats with the english and american spellings? colour and color. i mean, wtf? (wonder tea fish) why make it different. essentially it's the same language. but nooo.. they just had to differ on it. is it because the americans just had to be different from the english? superiority? or is that the english just had to make it tough by spelling it with and extra 'u'.. what is the 'u' in there for? doesn't it sound exactly the same without it? this is all too mind boggling for me. my tiny brain cannot handle such dilemmas. i need to write to big bro to help me now.. or aunt thelma.

"hellooooo there, i need help please, i like A but A likes B.. but B is with C who was with A before but is now with D. D was with me but now D likes E. E is with me now but we are not doing to well. then i met F and G last week and now i want both of them too. But F and G are together happily.. tell me, what should i do?"

yeah, hopefully things will clear up after i get a reply from bro or aunt. i think aunt would be better, i mean what do guys know about relationships right? all they want is the pussy. but then again, maybe an auntie is wayyy too old fashioned. she might suggest me using a battle-axe to settle things.

well excuse me now, i think H and I are outside, i invited them over earlier.

KOTW Out.

ZzOMg l33t pOsT

Kjo përmbledhje nuk ofrohet. Kliko këtu për të shikuar postimin.

Hi2U

Hello fellow internet users! How do you do today? I am doing it fine.

So most people have some wise and thought provoking quotes on their blogs by some philosopher or another usually. For example, "In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."
Very very meaningful. Makes me take a step back and reanalyze life. I think I ought to go and make more life in my years. Like, cleaning up the house, finishing up my work, and so forth. That was by Abraham Lincoln by the way. I applaud those people who put up this quotations. It makes them look so intelligent and sophisticated. I mean wow, I wanna be just as cool as you guys. So I am going to quote someone. Myself.

"If life fucks you up, cum in it's face."

Cheers, and may you gain some insight into the many intricacies of life from my quote. Who knows maybe one day my quote will be famous and quoted all over millions of blogs worldwide.

HELLO WORLD! FIRST POST!

Yoohooo! HELLO. Blogging is cool and good fun. You get to express yourself and tell everyone about your activities and doings and thoughts and so forth.

Well today I woke up in the morning. I brushed my teeths (tits. LOL OMG SO FUNNY GOOD JOKE). I wash my face. I eat breakfast. I go out. I use the computer. I go out some more. I use the computer some more. Then at 2.50 AM I write in this blog what I did today. I will be going to sleep soon.

I didn't mention showering because I actually didn't take any in my day at all! HAHA I AM A REAL MAN. Real men don't clean themselves like girlies or pansies. We have it cavemen style.

I am on the verge of orgasm from the joy of blogging. Man, could anything be more fun. I also love reading other peoples blogs so that I know everything they do in their incredibly exciting lives. I mean, like just the other day, I chatted with a girl online. LOLOLOL! I am like a first rate casanova. I rock! So everyone, keep blogging if you already are. And for those of you who haven't started, GET TO IT NOW! You will never feel such joy ever in your life like that of blogging. Well, except for the joy of making sculptures using pubic hair.

CHEERS! :)