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Does this make any sense??? Indeed, Allah knows best when He made alcoholic drinks unlawful.
Pub-violence is no stranger to Melbourne... latest incident at Southbank has injured 13 people.. But, they never learn their lesson... All this kind of new regulations that they are planning won't avail much as long as alcoholic drinks are still widely consumed... You could pay more polices to patrol all night long, you could change glasses to plastic cups, you could state limitation on consumption after certain hour... but I believe... It won't do much because you're not solving the problem at it's root... Silly you... I feel bad too, seeing the issue of 'drunken Melburnian' gets worst and worst... don't have to watch tv or listen to the news.. I witness it..all the time... from my bedroom window... Every evening, especially Friday, Saturday and Sunday evening... around 5-6 pm.. they will line up, a bunch of them willing to line up under heat or cold and wait for the door to open... from 7pm-12am, i hear them singing and laughing.... between 11pm-2am, some of them will start leaving the club... some will leave in silent.. but the rest will start yelling, cursing, talking loudly n etc etc etc... If by any chance you are walking on the street at this hour.. you will probably become the subject of their curses and assaults... and, if you had a really bad luck... you'll probably step on their vomit... It makes you feel.. really unsafe.... Another thing with Ausies.. They drink allllll the time....I'll show a photo..Okay, that was shot during my final presentation last semester... My tutor was listening to my presentation and giving me critique and he, at the same time was having a bottle of beer and he had had a few bottles prior to that.. Indeed... this happen all the time... almost every semester... final presentation wouldn't go without any alcoholic beverages served... I wonder, was he sober when he gave comments and critiques??? Anyway... These people really need to get over this habit....


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Pok Kam said…
Salam,

Hope he's sober when he's doing his markings. Is that really your design on the board? Looks interesting.
Unknown said…
Yaa.. I hope so.. hohoo.. Well, ya... but it was group work... two guys standing on the left were my mates...
lara aisya said…
salam.....
hello adik kecik manis...anda telah ditag...sila jawab ye...

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