17th January 2004 - Louis; has one day left in Malaysia

 

Two very big problems  I came to realise today

1) Effectively I now have a little more than 24 hours left in Malaysia.

2) I've gone through my state of denial and i'm now *sigh* accepting the fact that I do in fact, snore.

 

Yes. I imagine this is how someone feels when they realise they're addicted to something, always through 3 stages.

 

Denial : The first human response. There is NO DENYING THIS (heh, get it?), it's FACT. Imagine if you went to a doctor and he told you that you had cancer. If a doctor tells you, you probably do have cancer and you're going to die even faster than you already are because there's a very small possibility he's wrong but yet we deny it. Why? Because it's human nature.

Acceptance : You learn to accept your fate, and in my case, I snore. This usually takes time after endless amounts of denial. I've always denied the fact that I snore for the past...god knows how many years.

Excuses : The third and final step. You start making excuses to everyone hoping to convince everyone that whatever is wrong with you isn't really that bad at all. For example, if I don't have sex for several weeks, I would say things like "That don't matter, my hand is sufficient". Bullshit.*

 

It is really much harder for me to accept myself snoring than you think. Snoring means it reduces my hot factor by 10 points. Though my scale is from 1000(0.1% reduction. I am still incredibly fucking hot), snoring isn't cool because it would suck to be my girlfriend coz it'll probably keep you up all night.**

 

I don't believe I just wrote a massive rant about me snoring. I'm off to bed.

 

*Pussy>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Hand

**Coincidently, that's exactly how I found out I snore

16th January 2004 - Louis; and James go clubbing!

 

I don't remember ever having such incredible fun clubbing since ever....well apart from that time I had that threesome in a toilet...which wasn't really that good anyway. However, tonight topped it all.

Tonight included

  • James and Louis getting drunk

  • Louis getting his ass rubbed by 5 million Malay dudes. WTF?

  • James and Louis dancing on stage

  • Women AND men can't seem to get their hands off us

  • James meeting these cool black dudes (really, no offence here. I would say african american, but i'm not sure whether they were really african american), we told them to visit suckball.com. They asked if suckball was a fag site. I guess that means they thought we were fags.

  • Chinese dude (or yellow dude) in a blue checkered shirt runs his hand through my back and tells me "These men aren't meant for me".

  • Why do I ALWAYS get hit on by gay men?

  • Why do women ALWAYS tell me I have a nice ass?

I can't be bothered to write about the rest of the night, we spent most of it on the stage dancing and laughing at people who can't dance*

 

Oh, and you might want to take a look at this.

No guts, no glory.

No pain, no gain.

Fight #3

Real stunts, real blood,

Real Idiots.

 

120 hours till completion

 

 

*Oh? Don't you know? James and I are incredibly good at dancing too

12th January 2004 - Louis; Oops

Was there supposed to be a massive update today? Oops. :)

First things, my ADSL MODEM blew up (Louis and electronics. It's a sad story) so I can't be fucked to upload all the New Fight Movies, Crime of the Century movie (More on this later), New Layout, New articles.

 

Secondly, I'm having far too much fun in Malaysia to spend all my time online. My women demands too much time (this includes my mum), but mostly Kitty.

Oh and, we made suckball t-shirts. They will appear in two of our movies. Expect some laughs!

 

::Louis gets himself a Bonsai Kitten!::

Read my new article Here!

10th January 2004 - Louis; Suckball lives again

 

Man, you people need a life. Suckball goes down for 3 days and I get a bombardment of messages telling me "Hey, do you know that suckball is down?"

Yes of course I know suckball is down, it's my website right?

But thank you nonetheless for all the messages. Though, all of you are currently labeled under "Losers", but as I said, thank you nonetheless :)

Still working on the things I promised, hopefully will be done by monday.

Welcome back suckball!

7th January 2004 - Louis; Apology

 

I'm sorry for not updating as often as I usually do (it's only been 3 days fools), but there're a lot of things on my mind right now and suckball.com is going through a completely new revamp. Expect a new layout, new article layouts, new articles, fight3 and "Louis and James rap".

 

Till then, enjoy your stay at suckball.com

 

Suckball.com will be making t-shirts soon!

4th January 2004 - Louis; 5.30am with yet another shock

 

So maybe I can't sleep again. but then again, neither could you.

 

Louis trashes turbo car!

Yes, I own you. So what if your car is lighter and faster than mine, my uber 1337 skillz ownz you. Well...maybe because my car has traction control and driving at 180km/h feels surprisingly stable...or maybe because i'm clinically insane for driving around looking for people to race with, just for a 10 minute adrenaline rush.

 

Maybe that wasn't such a good decision, as it could inevitably end up hurting me more than I expect it to. I guess we'll only find out when you find me 6 feet under.

3rd January 2004 - Louis; 7.42am with no sleep

 

 

Let it end

Today.

Prepare yourself for Fight3.

 

Fight 3 goes animated with special sound effects too!

Download the Trailer to Fight3

 

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1st January 2004 - Louis; 1/1/2004

 

Here's something interesting. Louis actually went through New Years without alcohol and had fun. Sound impossible for the likes of me? I thought so too. It's 6.52am now, I got back not ten minutes ago. 2003 wasn't a good year for me. I don't usually look at time this way, I live by waking up and wondering what I have on today with hardly any solid plans for the future, however, 2003 fucking kicked me in the ass and spat on me after ripping me apart.

I'm hoping that it's curse doesn't carry on to my new, 2004.

 

I spent countdown in my car, watching fireworks. And i'm actually glad that I wasn't trapped between a million smelly sweaty people spraying cans of poisonous stuff onto your face. In fact, my first day of 2004 went exactly how I would've wanted it to turn out.

 

Spent the next few hours making fun of imbeciles with James.

Oh man, I want a motorbike which is over excessively loud so I could ride around in circles thinking i'm the coolest person in existence. *Vroom vroom* i'm cool.

Oh how I wish I was cool enough to sit on a pavement making cool gestures (little kissing sounds to attract their attention) to random females. I mean, that gets guys laid ALL the time, but a woe is me, i'm sadly not cool enough.

 

As if it isn't bad enough these men have a mentality of a six year old, what's worse is that these men actually HAVE girlfriends. Which prove that women are in fact stupider than men. I mean, isn't it fucking obvious that your boyfriend shares the same IQ as a chimpanzee?

 

Spent the next few hours driving around...and...driving around.

Had the biggest guilt trip last night, in one line.

"Louis, you're going to start braking very soon" - Azana (Louis' speedometer says 170ish)

"Why?" - Louis

"Because you have three girls in a car" - Azana

 

ouch.

 

Happy New Year!!

Seasons Greetings from

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