there's no point to any of this. it's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. so I take pleasure in the details. you know... a quarter-pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt..troy dyer in reality bites.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
walk down memory lane
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
i am so sick!
no follow-ups whatsoever. then, a few days ago, it was asked to cease operation for another two weeks. but this time the factory managed to be even more filthier than your maggot-infested rubbish chamber. still, two weeks only.
attached to the report is the reference from Section 13B, Food Act 1983 which offers fine of a mere RM 50, 000.00 (does not exceed) and maximum 8 years in the pen.
people were consuming without any doubt previously. since almost everything now is very convincing with all that packaging and stuff, should we bother to have the tiniest doubt? and now, you can hear various types of stories.
i can only sigh. whilst you're enjoying that fish balls, don't be surprised to know that you're actually eating the hairy testicles of a weird creature from kathmandu.
Monday, January 28, 2008
walls and bridges
and another interesting story of late is the admission of one datin due to a cosmetic surgery gone bad. she is now in a coma, on a life support as the heart rate keeps fluctuating. what a world. we have our own hollywood community. cher shouldn't be feeling so bad about whatever she did to her body. she's not alone.
met my longtime buddies, jimmy and nuar. classmates back in SA circa 1998. they were doing some footage-shooting here in jb. i can't help not to reminisce the good old days, in the arms of JD, girls and Dr Greenthumb. those were the days. i've had my share and i'm relieved.
Friday, January 25, 2008
you're the company that you keep
i'm not a spiritual guru of any kind. i just thought that these behaviors are normal. not that committing suicide part, mind you. i mean, that sensation from happiness or even sadness is a normal body reaction. an approval or rejection however solely depends on the childhood upbringing, and the rest is genetics.
me myself, still thought that we need more love. i honestly and obviously need that. we can't act merely from listening to songs about getting together, not being alone or whatever shit that pop commercials been feeding us with.
love yourself, love your parents, love your family and friends and their families. like that "pay it forward" concept. then i'm sure all of us will be blessed with the love of God.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
the fourth thursday
cloverfield is an OK movie. it was, what's the word dave? nauseating, i think. handheld camera shots for like half an hour, rest a bit and another half an hour. it's like watching freak of nature on a fishing boat. elizabeth mcintyre played by miss odette yustman is sweeeeettah!
i'd prefer sex than watching a regular football game(exception for world cup and euro). jas, i'm sure you're with me man.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
talk shows on mute
ellen said that the show is there simply because people are listening, willingly. do you know that there are crews holding a "LAUGH NOW" and "CLAP NOW" cue signs at some point of the show so that it'll appear lively and vibrant and all that shit. and she's saying "because people are listening".
so i figured that i could write a book. a book about my daily routine or maybe about "how to write a book" stuffs. the content however will not revolve around A-Z steps to write a book but simply, the process of writing the book.
i shall start with something like, "today, just like any other day. i recalled the same shit, different day quote from one alien movie. so the day seems right. i now have the basic idea for my epilogue and i should jot it down because i'm a forgetful being. kate knows that..."
then i'll divert the reading towards the life of kate, an imaginary character. that should take up 20% of the book. can you imagine reading something like that?
the same goes to all those talk shows. such a waste of time.
Friday, January 18, 2008
look. don't see.
fell on black days by soundgarden still serve as my perfect reminder. i can get myself to think that it always isn't so bad and rationalising my evil mind, though devilish, i'm just a human being. i just need more education, on the disadvantages of pre-marital sex.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
Bill-paying 101
4.18pm. at the bank.
obviously, the door was closed with some snoop-dogg-chains wrapped around the handle. i saw this friend of mine and dialled. bugger was so occupied and left the phone ringing. so i started waving like a monkey in a zoo asking the audience for more bananas. a guy seated next to the entrance said, "go home. it's closed already la". i said,"screw you". he didn't notice. no, i didn't say that. so, a friend of this friend of mine pointed to the security door on the far right of the bank. i know cause i'm a frequent user of that door. and i walked to that door to find it unlocked.
4.25pm. the incident.
was it three steps? i can't recall because not long after entering that door, a guy or the GUARD himself was flabbergasted to see me walking like nobody's business inside the bank. at 4.26pm.
he yelled at me with a capital S. "Stop!". "Where do you think you're going?". me, in a joey from friends-like behavior said, "i'm here to meet J**I*". "wait, i'll ask him first". my friend was like "yeah, he's a friend". i smiled and continued approaching the counter. once finished, he said, "he has authorisation to shoot you""don't do that again". i said, "yeah, ok" (my "whatever" is a near-whisper).
i whistled. apologised to that guy. he didn't smile. i'm sure he'll die early.
mission accomplished.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
twothousandeight
i remembered wanting to improve my fitness and gain more pounds last year. that was simply because everyone else is like telling everyone else about his/her resolution and me being part of the socially-acceptable crowd just trying to be a good sport. me, i can't have a resolution because it wouldn't do me any good. i need a far greater force than just a resolution to motivate my lazy ass.
and today is the first day of the year. the year of the rat. i just think that i'll be needing more money, some injection of seriousness in my work, good food, new clothes and some other tiny little things. that's not a resolution because it's something that people do everyday. is that right?
is resolution something big, significant, new and good in nature?
and it only qualifies if you share it on new year's eve?
whatever. the new proton is niceeee!!
i'm feeling green today.
Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And don't ask why
It's not a question
But a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life
So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf of
Good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what it's worth
It was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life
Friday, December 28, 2007
if i have you
not if i have you
i'm listening but i'm not here
not if i have you
i'm laughing but i'm bored
not if i have you
but if i have you
will you be there for me?
but if i have you
will you walk with me?
and make me proud?
but if i have you
is all i want?
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
deadline
i want to be there with you
i want to come home to you
Monday, December 24, 2007
can we just run away?
Run Away
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love
I need your blissful touch to carry me away again
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
(chorus)
Run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
I'm like a posse that's been ridin' for days
I've got the scars to prove that love has had its day and it's way with me
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
This ain't no night to be on your own
You've got to know where you're coming from
To know just where you're goin', lord
You've got to know where you're coming from
This ain't no night to be on your own
Run away
Run away
Run away
Friday, December 21, 2007
tangled
the transition phase, although repetitious, appeared to be difficult. you've been in that shoes and down that road and still, it will always be difficult to talk the language. the language you once taught others to speak. suddenly, you stopped reading the book of life when you finally realised that actually you're now on the same page with others. others as in someone close to you.
and with that, you settled at having wishes as you feel that you're in no position to do anything. it's beyond you and your so-called wittiness.
wishlist is fun. getting it or hoping to get it, isn't.
Monday, December 17, 2007
the rain makes you sweat
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
a cynical bastard
this is what i've been longing to do. writing something really short and let you think whatever you think that i'm letting you think. it's something like "knowing you, i know that you don't actually know what i think you should know" "but i know, you do know that i know just everything that you know i should know".
time is never time at all
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