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GAMBLER

(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) supressing information or waves of frequencies that are not required

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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)

 

For A Best Friend
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 12:06 pm
 
On a normal day, or as normal as it seemed, Nobita went to school and suffered his daily dose of abuses and bullying. Running home crying, hoping that Doraemon would rectify his problems, he discovered, to his horror, that Doraemon had stopped moving.

No matter how hard he kicked or punched Doraemon, the robot remained immobile and gave no reactions. Not knowing what to do, Nobita panicked, and tears were rolling out of his eyes. He was scared, and as he watched drops of tears falling, splashing themselves against the cold, hard body of the mechanism, Nobita suddenly realised he could time travel to the 22nd century and somehow resurrect Doraemon. Without thinking twice, he immediately jumped into the Time Travelling Machine located inside the drawer in his desk.

When he reached 250 years later, he found Dorami and was told that Doraemon had a flat battery and Nobita's best friend couldn't operate unless he receives a new battery. Normally, robotic cats would have spare batteries stored inside their ears, but considering that Doraemon had his pair nimbled off by a mechanical mice, the circuit has stopped. The problem being, if Doraemon has his batteries changed, all the memory saved inside Doraemon would be lost if the circuit is reset...

Doraemon will never remember Nobita and all the adventures they have been through together. Nobita, not wanting to lose his best friend, vowed to himself that from that day onwards he will study hard and one day become a successful robot technician and resurrect Doraemon with his own hands.

He told his parents and all his friends that Doraemon went back to the future. In fact, Nobita had hidden Doraemon inside his wardrobe. Not long after, people forgot about Doraemon's presence, though Nobita and Shizuka missed Doraemon dearly.

Nobita studied hard from then on, and each time he failed, he told himself that Doraemon is depending on him. Every time when he felt like giving up, he looked into the sky and think of all the wonderful time he had with Doraemon. Eventually, Nobita improved on his grades, and went straight from high school and into university, succeeding and achieving his goals. His hard work and determination paid off.

Thirty years later, Nobita transformed himself from a failure into the CEO of an Artificial Intelligence company. He was happily married to Shizuka, and after years of hard-work and research, he finally developed a computer chip which contained all of Doraemon's memory.

Nobita immediately retrieved Doraemon from his laboratory, and implemented the chip into his childhood friend. An eerie sound infiltrated the atmosphere, and within the next moment, before Nobita realised what had happened, Doraemon slowly got up and Nobita was in mixed emotions. He was both excited and scared, scared that Doraemon forgot about him. But he knew Doraemon hadn't when he held out his hands towards Nobita and smiled warmly at him.

"Nobita, I have waited for a long time. Congratulations." Doraemon said. And from then onwards, and for the rest of their lives, Doraemon and Nobita and family lived forever happily together. And let it be a lesson to the rest of you: If you can dream it, you can do it.

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