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(n) One who plays at a game of chance, who gambles; One who takes risks


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Zulkarnain Sadali. I'm nineteen but I tend to forget so I unknowingly tell people I'm eighteen. Ridiculous, I know. I'm a rockstar in between the sets, no eyeliner and cigarettes. Life is magical, but its not so fantastic. Oh.

A student in Temasek Polytechnic's IIT School, majoring in Interactive Media Informatics, (IMI) with intentions of making it in the Media industry, a far cry from anything in IT. But I'm open to its possibilities.

I like to leave a little mystery in everything I type, and certain times I do not like to be obvious. I rather speak in tounges and cryptically because that's how I roll. But I always stand by my beliefs.

Just like Hannah Montana, I get the best of both worlds. I like fun but I don't mix anything together. Except when socialising though. Anything goes.

I'm a good boy, most of the times. Of course I shan't deny. I can be a real devil.

I repeat, I stand by my beliefs. If you don't like it, then you should put a red X on it.

PAPARAZZI

(n) photographers and other people involved in the media, who follow people, especially celebrities, in order to look for stories
I REALLY REALLY REALLY ENDORSE.

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RICH

(n) possessing material wealth

STARSTRUCK

(n) fascinated by fame or by celebrities

Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta is under the spotlight this time. In 2008, Gaga released The Fame, which she explained was "about how anyone can feel famous".

The Fame spawned many hit singles, including her debut single, Just Dance. Hit after hit, GaGa proved that she isn't a one hit wonder.

“An album full of hits.” – Billboard

THE FAME by LADY GAGA. OUT IN STORES NOW.

HONEY

(n) sweeten with; used as terms of endearment

BUDDY'S THE DJ

(n) a friend who selects and plays recorded music for an audience.

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(n) a tool that holds the disco ball, a sexual innuendo

Surprised? This is my 33rd layout. The 41-month long run of DONT-CHA.blogspot.com spawned many layouts, from graphic art to vectors, to very narcissistic ones.

The layout is based on Lady GaGa's video, Poker Face. The layout goes hand-in-hand in promoting her debut album, The Fame.

No copyright infringement intended.

As a writer, I accept constructive criticism. However, as a person, I do not appreciate disrespectful and hurtful comments to me, my family, friends and/or but not limited to anyone that I speak of on my blog.

I do not guarantee that you will like everything that I read/say on DONT-CHA, but my intention is to entertain.

Please respect my work and my blog and kindly do not steal ANYTHING written/posted on my blog. It is deemed theft. If you want to use something, please just ask. This includes my profiles on FaceBook, Twitter, YouTube including but not limited to Friendster. I usually say yes.

I repeat. If you don't like it, put a red X on it, for Windows, and a red dot on it, for Mac.

I advise that you view this on a 1024x768 screen, preferably larger. Best viewed by my own Macbook.


Lady GaGa - Poker Face (Jody den Broeder Radio Edit)

 

Heavy
Sunday, August 19, 2007 4:32 pm
 
This post is 99.9% accurate and it did happen to me. It's truly up to you to believe it. I seriously feel you should read this in the daytime if you are faint hearted. I'm scared just typing this at night!

On Thursday night, I slept so comfortably, thinking of... Well, that's not the point, but as I fell into deep sleep, I was suddenly alone in a North-East Line train and what it seemed was that the train went into a huge tunnel, and the emergency door at one corner opened and I walked out.

It was pitch black. The silence was piercing my ears. All of a sudden, Satan appeared in front of me, and like most times, I would take out a sword and killed him, he'd be vanquished. However, he reappeared, close up, right in front of his face and I can still remember how he looks like, and as I type this, his face is reappearing in my head. Well, his goatee was split in three, he had horns and a very sly smile - yellow teeth, yellow eyeballs with red pupils.

With him there, I just woke up, opened my eyes and it was pitch black. Unusual, as I would always see the light from the park outside, my bookshelf was missing. I wanted to recite some prayers.

But I couldn't! I couldn't breathe! I was merely trying to recite and something was holding me back! Then I realised, I was paralysed! I couldn't feel any part of my body and it was seriously so hard for me to move! I looked at my right hand, and it was hanging, as though with a rope attached from the ceiling.

Suddenly, everything reappeared - the bookshelf, the lights, the curtain, my pillows. I immediately screamed for my Mum. No answer. I ran out of my room and I was dumbfounded, pointing to my room and all my Mum asked was, "Did something disturbed you?"

I couldn't say anything. Dad went out, turned on most of the lights in the house and slept in the living room after watching soccer. Mum kept me company in her room. I think she has never seen me so vulnerable.

Even myself. I was so scared. Now? Not really.

Some say its stress, some say it really was Satan visiting me - for me, I don't think I've stressed myself that much and I haven't been praying. After being advised by Hairul, I decided to start praying, thus the Doodles last Friday night.

You know what's worst? I'm always alone at home. The good thing about it is, Dad comes home more often nowadays. I just don't want to be alone sometimes.

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