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Well halo.

First and formost Ranjan and workers have been fired from Origin. I dont wish to dwell into this matter, but it was due to office politics and attitudes.

So how have i been recently, well it is times like this that i realise that i have totally no life. From having totally no time to do anything, im filled with free time now, not that its a bad thing, it just can kinda get boring.

So other then these stuff i have been doing nothing. Oh ya and been working on this website for solid gold. Its a pet food company, i got the project in January and till now i haven even finished it, and im pissing people off. So gotta rush on it.

Well before i go, actually i really wanted to write so much more, but i totally forgot what to write.

Pics?!

Yesh me, same pose agaiN!

Where i first ever started working on site!

One of those pics, no more of this uniform ever!

www.ranjanlife.com
RanjanKumar39@hotmail.com

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Ok done..

Well been god damn busy. Weekdays i have work....

Fridays meet the gals, catch up and all.

Saturdays are clubbing days....

And SUndays are recovering days....

Well this week totally had things to screw up my plans for the weekends but i still managed to accomplish them all.

On friday had a meeting at work and it ended late and due to Gaya's persters i stilll rushed over to Lau Pa Sat to meet them and we had a nice dinner to kinda celebrate Sivans birthday. Have a good brithday babe. Stupid meeting at company. I really want to switch projects. What im doing now is such a headache, we are being pushed like mad, it givs me headache just thinking bout it and now Isa might change me to another project hoepfully.

So on Saturday i had a major even to attend. My direct cousin was getting married and i am her cousin so i had to be feeling all important right. But i dont know why but i felt nothing. But went in a fucked up outfit called a Jippa basically its this costume where its like a polo shirt but MUCH longer with a shorter color. So went with that and realised the whole other side was full of females. But did nothing la other then use my eyes to see. Now i was at tank road temple which happens to be right beside MS. I had already planned not to go club and spend the whole day with my family feeling important and all but all the chicks walking to MS had me burning to club.

So called Ryan told him im coming and called Jagan to join me and bring me a nice looking shirt. So we all decided to get check out Amaran. Met Jagan at tekka at 11.30 and went to change and the shirt he brough happened ot look bad no offence bro but it looked bad aint ur fault. So saw prissy and Shamine at the coffee shop sat with them a while and they decided to enter first.

Ryan came at 12 with Royce the man and we entered Amaran and i tell u all AMARAN IS GUCKING HUGE!!! for an indian club. There is a fucking huge stage for live bands Huge sofa areas. Huge sitting areas AND A fucking huge dance floor with a freaking V.V.I.P room!!! Now its pretty good, now go only if u like to dance to indian music. They had like dance performances by Acid House, games and singing and all.. Over all it was ok la.

Alot of stuff happened but im just lazy to type. Other then i met Marks sista and her fren. Nice peeps. Hope to see them again.

Pics?

THe gals

IN TCC

I like this cause i look YOUNGER then how young i already look.

Jagan and Me.

Busy Mo Mo

Been so fucking busy lately, Hence the slow blog entries.

Well let me give a overview.

1. JJ house
2. Fucked by SM
3. Fucked by Mdm
4. Fucked up day
5. JJ house

Well on wednesday, went to Jagan's house to slack and chill. Ruthra was there too so just slacked the night away and i found a replacement to liquor, a more lethal replacement.

Fucking water, yes just plain water i drank 1.2litres and more, Fucked up shit balls, u think its easy why dont u give it a try. Felt like puking immidiately. Stupid game blackjack.

Well stayed over at J's place and went to work the next day with a hours sleep, and got a fever the following day. Fucked up New Water is seriously fucked. ALL THAT PMS must be killing us guys. Fuck that drink.

On that day Mark SM calls me, Mark SM is a colleague of mine, he asks if im his fren and all that crap and then tells me that his quitting on friday. On asking why he claims his dad found out about us slacking in work and that he wants him to quit and drag us all off with him. All we did was play pool and now SM wants to get us all in shit. Its too complicated to explain about so ill just leave it at that next week i might not be still having a job fucked up.

Next day we get to work at around 9.30 as usual and we get fucked by mdm for being late, and this aint no typical fuck, its one fucking hardcore bitch fuck. You dont want to see a boss in PMS anger, ITS A KILLER. So we all just acted kewl and just took all the fuck in and this was the day i got J the job to join me and he already sees us get fuck. What good impression.

After work rushed back home to change and go meet the gals, X(gaya) and Shalu. Those 2 fucking clowns. The initial plan was to intro Mark Suresh to Shalu. But i think Shalu just loves me and she did not want to meet Mark Suresh at all. So well i went anyway.

So met the gals and felt like smoking since i just recovered from sickness. Bought a pack and smoked and follow the gals to swensens to eat and also to see Shalus crush working in swensens. Now this guys is supposed to be damn hot and all. But i was like wtf when i saw him, His name is Ranjeet and he dosent look that hot seriously, so i had to sit and listen to listen to the 2 going on, on how he could have looked better.

After eating want to smoke no lighter, so fine buy one after finding a shop. Then we head to lido to slack. when i go there i lose my pack, no idea how or where my pack with 16 fucking sticks is gone. Dunhill pack GONE!!!! fuckiing cb. pissed as fuck and the gals were actually happy about it.

On my way back home in the train i saw a engaged gal in my design class with her bf and he was a typical mat who was pissed with her and was actully punching the mrt platform doors and scarring everyone, in the mrt he wanted to punch her but stopped himself and punched the door glasses. I just imagined if he had punched her, would anyone have came forward to help???U decide if u see one mad ass MALAY FUCKER angry ass hell standing there and u want to cool him down how would u do it??? good luck to u.

As for today was a J's house again, they had a prayer going on there, so went for it late as usual and came back late as usual there one scarry thing happen. One of the old ladies got into a trance, like the god had gone into her and it was a bit scarry.

Sorry no mood to actually write going to go back watching my 4th movie for the weekend.

Pics???

Yes its me behind and X. who looks so malay.

Me at lido, i still dont know my pack is lost.!!!

Me and the ever fat Shalu aka Backstabber. Shes growing stuff...!!!!!

Me and X, with my new Marc Ecko watch!!!!!! I LOVE IT!.

I just found out i lost my pack and Shalu still can take this pic and ask if its nice.!!!

Fucked up night!!!!!

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Nir

Hi peeps, well today is Sunday and im dieing. Im not feeling really good at all. My head is aching, legs hurting, ankles sore, welll alll thanks to last night.

Last night, i planned to go club so Jagan called and asked me to come with him to Ragaawoods. For those who dont know what raaga woods is, well it is just an indian club now suddenly with quite some malays. Ruthra was supposed to come too.

I went early to orchard to meet up Mark Suresh, Mervyn(his fren) to have dinner. Had long john's even thou i didnt want to eat fast food, didnt know why but was feeling sick the whole freaking day.

So after eating it was still early, went to TopShop and they have a new jeans series, or jeans and its only 55, but it seems really chinese so still wondering.

Then we went to Zara, i like that place, nice and kewl, there spotted a brown straight cut, tight pants to buy.

So after all these, I had this fren name Ryan, he had called me earlier to come to desire with him that night, i told him i would see how.

So after Zara we sat and i called ruthra, now he was asking us to come to Naughty Nine and i had enough, so walked to desire and i tell u, walking from orchard to Boat Quay IS MAD!!!!! Its a fucking long walk.

So i paid 0 dollars, casue Ryan covered for me and the rest paid, Latif joined us, his first time clubbing i think he seemed sad and hated the place lol. So we bought a chivas regal and entered. There it was amazingly without any fycking GALS! LIKE WTF MAN! so many man and no women, i think i went to down to the dance floor only once, when Ryan and me went down to the empty floor and danceed to tempted to touch. CCB still no gal fucked up man.

So after sometime at around like 4.30 i went out with the rest to 7 elven, Ryan and his fren Royce had left with their 2 GAL friends.

So there Mark bought some chips, when this guy Dharma struck, cause earlier in the night i had seen this guy and shaked hand even tough i didnt know him. But i left a fucked up remark when i walked past him, i was like i dont even know who the fuck this fellow is, he got pissed i think. So at the 7 eleven he started talking, saying we punks and saying somethinbg like that was fucked up. Now i simply could have called anyone i wanted from anyone of the nearby clubs, Naughty Nine or Raaga but it was the wrong thing to do i knew. So i just told him u look just like my fren and he gave hand and i said ok then. Now we both are frens haha supposedly and i am so happy with my self balls, a guy talked to me like that and i did nothing. WOHHOO!!!! im growing up balls and im loving it.

As for those who had a boring night, well fuck it balls, just game in ur pc and die away i guess. MOFOS!.

I fucking hate cops!

PIcs?

I never photoshop my images and its only abstract. Front and its scarry.

I dont like this pic, but the lights look so kewl, so had to put it.

Lastly screw madam wongs for their party, took all the fucking gals, !!!!!!! CB!!!!!!!

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RanjanKumar39@hotmail.com

Miss me?

Well life has been damn boring and demoralising.

When you havent got a Girlfren you gotta go praise ur self countlessly, there is totally no one else and it gets boring after a while and you get demoralised. Well fuck that i will be fine after sleeping and waking up in a few days.

Well yesterday was kinda good. Went to work and did nothing, we started work at 10 and we ended work at 10. We just sat there and drank drinks till 1 before deciding to go to Parklane(P center).

There we played this new game in a snooker table and my beginners luck won me the first 2 rounds then i lost as usual. But we played it till we were bored and after an treathning situation we headed back to office.

THen we changed as in Me and Mark Suresh and headed to town. It was fucking Leceh, changing, gelling, spraying and then taking a fucking MRT.

Before we went to orchard we went to Junction 8 cause Mark SM wanted to get his Mum and supposed gal he was meeting something nice. So we went to bits and pieces, where he got his Mum a 7 dollars item and the gal a whooping 25 bucks. lol. The price difference is a bit too extreme i feel for a gal and mum lol.

So i got reminded of my mum and how her birthday was just a day ago and bought her a nice necklace with pendant and it even came with a nice box.

After that finally we could proceed to Orchard. We tried to make Mark SM come to Club with us, but his dad supposedly wouldnt allow it and Mark SM didnt want to lie.

So went to town, i wanted a nice watch, so went to the city chain outlets, GUess Shop and all.

THen we decided to go to Zara, nice place man the one in wisma, but the one at Borders is so much fucking better and bigger. THen we went to Louis Vuitton, LV, FUcking nice place, but totally ridiculous pricing till today i feel. The door man who was indian got fucking dissed by me somemore, sad man, but it was funny in there, we just went WOW at everything. But what struck me was that there was a monk in there, A MONK and he was trying on the LV shoes. They all looked the same to me, but he was looking at him self in the robes and see which shoe looked best in the robe, LV for a monk, haizzz nothing wrong i guess but haiizzzz. He looked so King in that bloody mirror.

After that we headed to TopMan, where we spotted some nice stuff, but not really nice. Haha contradictive. It was just ok stuff really, its like im growing out of TOpman's casual stuff. They dont look catered for us.

Then we proceeded to Flesh Imp and Flash and Splash, but i was running late, needed to go check out a watch for a seller in PS. So we both headed to PS to go see this Kenneth Cole watch. IT was a model that could not be found in Singapore. But before we went to PS we walked thru OG and looked at the watches there a Marc Ecko also caught my eye there, so when i saw the watch in the box when he asked if i was going to buy it i said gimme some time. Then we both left for OG for me to try on the Marc Ecko and i fell in love with it haha.

So bought it and went to Heeren, Flesh Imp when i went there i felt fucking famous, the guys working there knew me and i was like yo supz haha, and when fucking Mark Suresh Bought nothing i wanted to kill him haha. But it was kewl. By now we were fucking hungry, went to the food court at cine to eat, WE HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF FAST FOOD!!

After dinner smoked, checked out gals whom were funnily rare yesterady and just walked. We went to Ngee Ann CIty stairs my usual hang out and slacked smoking and drinking, MInereal Water. It is not only i realise that i forgot to call people to come along with us and they might get pissed. So Sorry.

But over all it was a pretty fun day, with a new fren and Sivan is my fren again i hope, and i love indian gals.

TOnite might be RagaaWoods and im dreading going there, my wear to anjadi club attire is in the wash now and im blurred out. Screwed!!!

Pics?? :::::

In the train to boon Keng

Mark Suresh and Me, my hair only looks fucking good in the mornings, fucked up man.

My new Marc Ecko with in the Box

My Marc Ecko :::::

I could just not fit it into the ball they gave properly!

Yesh its fucking Huge , and beautifull, My new GF belonging to me.

And for ur info, my mum had the cheek to complain about the necklace i bought her, she claimed a bag would have been more usefull, woman i will never get them, they are just so confusing.

Mark Santa Maria

Well just like the title i have this fren!

Mark Santa Maria.

For a start i dont have his pic too, this is one eurasian guy supposedly as he says, shane's best fucking fren, hated by most, nephew of the boss in the company i work in, stupid(he hates this word), RICH!

Well today was hilarious i shall say and i shall narrate the story to u guys.

When i appeared to report as usual late, we had a pack to smoke. THat was nice cause Mark bought them.
Then we went to work and we split.
THen we met mark and latif again.
Proceeded to thiong Bahru plaza and slacked at KFC.
And we fucking force the hell out of Mark to buy us a shrooms meal.
Then we try to dig more money out and try to get him to buy us a fucking 2 pc meal. But we settle for a macs meal instead. Now during this time, we were fucking Hungry!!! But then we realised that a cig pack was cheaper. SO we fucking bought a pack!!!!! Even when ur hungry, CIggs come first??? That is total bullshit, but we did it, we are fucktards and i accpet.
And if all these wasnt enough, we knew Mark still had 1.60 in his wallet. So we made him buy us Yakun Kaya Toast for exchange of helping him get 5 cups of plain water.
So from 30 to 0, we are fucking gold diggers.!!!!

I know none of that made sense, just get the part where MARK SANTA MARIA was robbed!!!!

So i was supposed to save all my work money for my tattoos, but in the end im spending them on really ex stuff, man looks like one more year with out my tatoo still. Sad balls.

So this Saturday should be clubbing somewhere, where exactly not planned. But if any of u mofos have totally nothing to do, you guys can come join.

Now i have th colleague, i cant say his name so i call him X.

Well X was telling us about how there is this service in Indonesia, where there is a family, Father, Mother and Daughter.

So all u do is u pay the Father , Mother to fuck their daughter for one week.

Now if that isnt all, u stay with the family in their house, u fuck in their bedroom, they cook for u ur meals and ur treated like a king.

All this for supposed 300 Sing dollars.

Now when i heard all these i just pretended to be cool to X and made it seem all right.

But fucking ass mota fucking son of a bitch as shit headed piece of shit assed fuck face mofo.

X has 3 kids, a Son, Daughter, and a 1 year old baby. Now WTF man.

While he was fucking the 16 year old gal, didnt he feel anything else other then the tingle on his dick. Come on man the gal was the same age as his daugther. Why did he have to go all the way and satisfy his desire for 1 fucking week. 1 fucking week daily fucking the gal countless times. Motafucker. That is sick and it fucking got to me. How can u have sex with an underage gal when ur 42 and have kids and ur own family, dosent it even affect ur mind.

And yesh i know my colleagues are all sex maniacs. I better not see any of u gals walking past cause i cant stop them from whistling at u or even making fun of ur assets. But overall they are kewl guys. But that motafucking X.

I dont know bout u guys, but i will never resort to a prostitute, never. Not saying that it is easy to get a gal outside but why prostitue. Find a GF or just fucking wank. Curb it in u asses. Defaming women and all, they aint some object to fuck only u assholes. As for GF's thats a whole different story. haha.
Now im not dissing u guys who actually resort to that(quite a few), ur still my frens but Pls try to stop it will u all.

The next time ur about to fuck a prostitute, think about it this way, think about someone u really care and that is her there. Think about her and i will see if u will even be standing. Someone u care as in ur Mum???

Now so many unrelated topics. Haha. Well a pic?? Lets see.

I know im thin and i look screwed up, went to study la what u expect.

Me and my once fren. Sobz!! PROBLEMS!!!!! In Swensens at Orchard.

FUCK BACKSTABERS!!!! AND IM FULL OF PROBLEMS NOW, BUT I KNOW IM NOTHING COMPARED TO WHAT SOMEONE I KNOW HAS!!!

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I want that sorry!

Was talking to Sebastian, a fren of mine, this fellow knows every thing out there in fashion industry in orchard. From TOpmans sale to Zara's color his the bomb.

Too bad cant find the pics of him thou. SO.

Only side i guess, front is shit.

Frens?

Well good day to all.

This few days have been a pain, working, communicating, solving politics can kill.

( There were lots of stuff written here, but i decided to delete it, didnt want to cause problems.)

Right now im totally demoralised, i havent been this way in years, its not just cause of you, its everything.

Good buy peeps, some guy venoth is chatting with me, for what? God knows why!

Pic for self indulgence:

fuck Spellchecker

Fucking spell checker ruined my whole post, fucked up.

Now i got to re write the whole post again and im lazy already.

Ok simply, went out with Gaya and Shalu to buy stuff on friday and on Saturday went to Sivans parents 25th wedding annivesary and clubbed at Desire.

The stuff i bought :

Im getting sick of flesh imp. ( had to use my 10 bucks voucher so bought something.

And a converse shoe to my collection of shoes.

And not forgetting i pierced my right ear now too, all thanks to fucking Mark Suresh and Latif saying i look chinese with one ear pierced. That was the spark, what ever you do never never, ever, ever say an indian guys looks chineseit will kill him.

Well it hurt, no idea why, but i love pain so fuck it.

Now before i go into saturday i would like to say that i have started work at Origin again.

MarK suresh taking this lousy pixelated shot and me carrying soem fucking heavy sand.

Ok back to topic, so during the party, Sivans cousins were nice people, really nice, her young cousins were damn hilarious, and Sivan dressed up looking real feminenly for once, it was the first i had seen in my whole life and i was surprised as well as shocked and really happy for her. But Sivan it is not because of your looks that i dont go out with you often always remember that.

So after the party before we were dragged to dance, Renuke, shalu, gaya and me left the place.

Me and Gaya headed to Desire, which as usual was damn indian, Met Arwin , Kabee and Gaanesh there. So thru them i now know Muru, Faizal and actually all of desire cause Kabeelan used to work there and they owe him 8 bucks.

After that got back home at around 5.45 and my parents were awake lol. So had to tahan some nag from my mum about during her days, it was never possible for my uncles to even think about coming home at such times lol. I fucking hate the guy who invented time, FUCK HIM, literally that will show him time.

So here i am now, after rejecting some proposals to go out to gym and pool, i am damn tired, danced the whole night balls. But dancing with a fren is damn uncomfortable, i didnt even dare move to another gal, didnt want to tarnish my reputation.

Yeah so now i still have my reputation and Indian gals are preety and to Premma fucking forget the past and be an adult, when people decide to make up, atleast to try to act nice and if u cant act im always free to teach. Other then all was good and one other thing, always remember to say BYE to your fucking frens of 4 years.

LAStly Khalsa beers are fucked up, i didnt even feel good after drinking them, even the uncles there after one Mug decided it was enough, Beer which is bad is BAD!!

Quote of the month : "IN times of Doubt, DONT BUY!" by Gayathri during shopping at heeren

Some pictures :

Spotted during work.

My shoes(from left to right) : Timberland, Nike Sneakers, Converse(the ones i bought), Nike Sneakers, Adiddas Boots.

My computer area, and yesh i know it looks like pig sty.

ANd reserver your thought to urself, thanx. And i believe a blog is to write on what you did and feel, online diary, not bullshit place.