GAMBLER

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

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

follow me on Twitter

I REALLY REALLY REALLY ENDORSE.

SRSLY.

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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amanda
amin
ayuni
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cheryl
dakota
elene
fadli
farah
faris
fariza
firdaus
fitriana
gereleine
grace
haiqal
hanping
haziq
hazirah
huibo
indera
ivy
jaye
jayne
kaisheng
katrina
khairul
khir
liyana
liyana OL
luqman
michelle
mingxian
mithra
rafie
randy
rizal
robin
sakinah
sam
shane
shahirah
shikin
shikin
syafiqah
syahid
syuhada
taufiq
valenisha
zahrah
zhou dao

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thanks.
Zul.

FILTER

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

DISCO STICK

(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.

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

	Bad-Assness Sunday, June 07, 2009 5:40 pm
If you thought I was gone, you're probably, but most definitely wrong. A lot of shifts here and there but other than that, I've been getting my bad-assness on, which is to say, sheeshaing on the down low and sticking a few ciggs here and there, but don't worry. The only thing I'm addicted on is Twitter. Follow me. And perhaps Restaurant City. Cheapskate old me thought that it would be wise to just smoke socially. I don't buy ciggs, I just take a puff and get back to whatever I'm doing. Other than that, smoking is wrong. Smoking is not to define that I've grown up, but the change of how I'm open to more things, things that are new to me. I guess it's all part and parcel of growing up, of course despite the fact that others take a more cleaner route of growing up. The long absence from blogging definitely, well at least, I think, made me change the way I talk about my days. I've become more free, in that sense of which I think lesser subliminal messages and more of 'look bitch I'm in your face' type of thing, but of course, a little ambiguity causes a lot of turned heads. And please, before you start saying, "oh Zul's easily influenced, such a pushover." STFU and burn in hell. A lot of the things I've done, no matter how spontaneous, a lot of thought has been made, behind every decision. Although a little misstep is expected, none is regretted. Except for maybe a few, like missing PCD's concert. Oh, Melody, I apologise. Speaking of my bad-assness, I got myself into a shitload of commitments. IITSC, (kinda like my school's student union, not the TPSU. Hah) I have no idea what I've gotten myself into but I think I like my job there. Underline, bold, italicise 'think & like'. Before I express some... Preconceived assurance and love for the committee, I think I'll just do my job and try to get along with the other members, which is to say, I miss being around people I'm comfortable with but as I've mentioned. Part and parcel of growing up. A huge part of me knows I can do it. The other part just wants to either take a nap or get wasted. HAHA. I have an upcoming leadership training camp coming up on Tuesday. I'll tweet myself out of it, majorly. I mean spending a couple of days with people I'm not exactly used to may be alright, but other than that, I'll try to keep the loudness level of myself down. I just finished my term tests. Easily said, my answer sheets look like purple vomit struck it. And projects are mounting sky high. Something I know I can get over it. I like it when there's pressure. The preconceived notion that weekends should be spent out partying up or just lazing at some random cafe, beach, and/or but not limited to someone's house, seems so old to me. Back to work, Zul, back to work. Oh and you know what's fucking me upside down? Singtel being all monopolizing and shit about Lady GaGa's gig in Singapore. I am so angry. Just sign the petition, k? With your Twitter accounts. http://twitition.com/zuk8h It's either my undies are too tight or I really need to cut some throats at Singtel. Labels: Personal, Poly Life
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