reinstatement to original condition

veni.vidi.vinci.
received a number of photos depicting a group of Uncle Sam's bastards in Iraq, raping Iraqi girls mercilessly. f**king animals!. instead, i posted this photo of a "heart-of-stone" girl to convey my simple message. it's going to end soon. very soon. karma.

Luna water color

"Bella Luna"

Mystery the moon
A hole in the sky
A supernatural nightlight
So full but often right
A pair of eyes a closin' one
A chosen child of golden sun
A marble dog that chases cars
To farthest reaches of the beach and far beyond into the swimming sea of stars

A cosmic fish they love to kiss
They're giving birth to constellation
No riffs and oh no reservation
If they should fall you get a wish or dedication
May I suggest you get the best
For nothing less than you and I
Let's take a chance as this romance is rising over before we lose the lighting
Oh bella bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Do do do do do

You are an illuminating anchor
Of leagues to infinite number
Crashing waves and breaking thunder
Tiding the ebb and flows of hunger
You're dancing naked there for me
You expose all memory
You make the most of boundary
You're the ghost of royalty imposing love
You are the queen and king combining everything
Intertwining like a ring around the finger of a girl
I'm just a singer, you're the world
All I can bring ya
Is the language of a lover
Bella luna, my beautiful
How you swoon me like no other

May I suggest you get the best
Of your wish may I insist
That no contest for little you or smaller I
A larger chance happened, all them they lie
On the rise, on the brink of our lives
Bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Bella luna, my beautiful
How you swoon me like no other, oh oh oh

bella luna by jason mraz. it has been quite sometime since i heard anyone sing about the beauty of the moon. personification at its best. listen to it and you'll know.

michigan state university

michigan state university (MSU). i don't know why the hell do i think about my course coordinator lately. did he cast a spell? why and what the hell for? since i just couldn't let the shadow of him vanishing from my mind, i'm just gonna let it be and talk about him.
Mr Rahmat. .a guy so worn out with experience, his face shows it all. early 40's, with eddie vedder's haircut, he rarely smile. he graduated from MSU. how do i know? well, first of all, he's 24/7 seen with his calf-leather MSU document bag and he always showered us with stories from his days there. thick, eighties black-frame glasses. he's a perfect example of a geek who's caught up between giving good lectures and fantasizing an intercourse with one of the students.

one thing for sure, don't ever, ever mess with him. Mr No Nonsense. Lee, my course mate paid the price, if you should know. arriving late for an exam is not really a big deal. but hey, it is when this fella is the freaking invigilator. "you are not going to sit for the paper, go home".

message for Mr Rahmat, "go get laid and give it a break, would ya?"

friend got so frustrated. went home. got wasted. (well. i'm sure it is out of the question. given the chance to sit for the paper, he will still go home and get wasted. fair enough)....hehe....

college days. one of the best days of my life. everyone else's as well, i'm sure.
times when most of us are "sperm donors", "highest taxpayers in the form of alcohol, tobacco and porn industry" and...mmm, what else?

make hay while the sun shines

Alhamdulillah. the sun shone down on us for the past two days. i've never, in my entire life, missed the sunshine. this is it.
i left the office early yesterday. as we are going to welcome those mean auditors into our fortress of solitude end of this month, everyone was so thrilled to notice that we're actually not that ready yet. i mean, WTF? filing system, SOP, management review presentation?....stab me to death, would anyone please....i'll get it all prepared over the weekend.
managed to get myself downtown in 15 last night, to catch the "pathfinder". the vikings versus indians. 2 out of 5.
FYI, i'm still finding pleasure fuelling my teenage angst. rant, whine and complaint.

can someone actually have three middle names?

money

money isn't everything?
is money everything?
everything is money?
isn't everything money?
everything money is...

hmmm...money is everything.

"you say that money isn't everything"
"but i'd like to see you live without it"
tomorrow.silverchair.

"i hate those people who love to tell you"
"money is the root of all that kills"
i will buy you a new life.everclear.

most of us here are being underpaid. don't tell me you can simply say, "it's fine, i'm doing something for the nation" .now, will the "doing that something for the nation" aid you in paying all the bills? .nope, don't think so.

jerry maguire screams "show me the money!!!"

man, it's january 2007. stop announcing about the revision of price of fuel, toll, taxes whatsoever. when are you going to f**king revise our paycheck?!

aMUSEd

folks, if someone comes up to you and asks "what is the substitute for mind-altering substance?"...answer is "you should try watching movies like barnyard and happy feet"

i'm enjoying every bit of the movie. the way will farrell amused me in all his movies.

National Hangover Day

National Hangover Day. every morning, every year on the 1st of January, hailed as the day to commemorate the you-know-what-so-don't-bother-to-ask. the day started with a ritual of detoxification session. well, actually it is supposed to be carried out in the morning but only minority responded. the rest are still, mmm, sleeping.

next page.
resolution. what about it? we make resolutions just to forget them (in some cases, deliberately) somewhere in april? do we need to wait until the very last days of december to have a resolution? or is it the same as the previous year, only that it is asking for another year to be materialised? whatever. if it makes u happy.

in reality bites, troy dyer told lelaina pierce this>>>

lelaina> i want to be a somebody by the age of 23.
troy> all you have to be by the age of 23 is yourself.
lelaina> yeah, well, i'm not sure who that is anymore.

mm, a sad-but-true moment there.

(what?)
(i should stop now?)
(like right now?)
(the whines and complaints?)
(yeah, ok...sorry guys..)
(happy new year, ciao!)