Wednesday, May 23, 2007

The Female Species of the World

So here I am again. It's been a year already since the last post. I figured I got it so what the heck, just use it. I just need some place to vent, rant and just type. Otherwise, I might just explode in oblivion.

Yes, it always seems that I come to vent because of the DAMN female species.I dunno why, but yeah, its always that.

....but wait! WTF! my mind is blank now. On the way home in the cab, I was conjuring poignant words of self defeat. Sentence by sentence, word for word, I had the beautiful composition ready. And now its totally blank!!

Damn it! ah well... so much for ranting!

Good damn bloody night!

Friday, March 24, 2006

ALLURE SENSUELLE

Warm, voluptuous and mysterious...and yet luminous and airy.


*grins*

Sunday, March 12, 2006

So ronee...

Anybody watch Team America? It?s freaking hilarious especially the part when Kim Jong ll sang his song ?I?m so ronee? Which brings me to what I want to talk about?

In the midst of all that is going on around me. Waking up in the morning, going to earn my keeps, hanging out at my friend?s shop, the occasional coffee sessions with some close friends, staring at the picture box, diving into the sea of world wide web, experiencing the thrills of speed on the weekends, wrecking the cells in head conjuring some great plans in securing a date with a cute chick whom I may meet, sometimes, even venturing into the dark watering holes with loud noises banging and bodies flinging to the beat of the noise and drowning myself in drinks made of wheat and malts. Despite all these events that make me look like I have kept myself pretty occupied. Despite all these, somehow or rather I feel like that there is something missing.

I can?t really pinpoint the problem thou. I have the issue on the tip of tongue but I can?t seem to really realize it. But whatever the problem is, somehow or rather despite all the stuffs that I am doing, I still feel lonely. These days, my cells in the head keep wandering off; I think I am losing it.

I may seem not to admit it, but I think it is high time I should settle down. Find a nice girl, do some homely things, yet able to in a blue moon do the stuffs we like to do and chase our dreams. I have to admit I belong to the old school of thoughts where marriage is end of a road of singlehood. Dis-regard time. No matter what the world is evolving towards? I am still a strong believer of the old school.





Erm, one of my many, wait ar let me count???. 4 readers (I counted the ones that posted a comments =P), mentioned that I should do something like advertising for a mate. Well, I think it?s nice for a good friend to be doing something that nice for another friend, very nice. I guess this kind of gestures has been going on since the dawn of times; however that event was kinda like advertised. It?s like watching the now ever so popular reality series on the picture box.

However, thank you for the suggestion but I?m not that desperate. (Disclaimer: wait! I do not mean that you, those who advertised or were advertised by a good friend are one)

But but... should there be any who are interested, please drop me a mail. Ha-ha...




*goes off singing ?I?m so ronee?..?* *puffs*

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Baby baby baby..

It's baby boom. Well at least to the friends around me. Guess what? I am a proud God-Pa to my best-est pal's baby. They, the parents call him - Baby Easton. O.o""

A heavy, cubby, full of hair, face photo-copied exactly from the dad's profile, cute little chocks full of joy Baby Easton. and I am the God-Pa. Woo hoo! that's not all, apparently Baby Easton got another 2 God-Ma, they are my pal's good gal frens. 'Lucky Baby Easton'

This boy is gonna be so spolit by us, i tell you. Pocket bikes for him on a tender age of 3 (see, the parents are avid motorbikers, trail-riders, long-distance travellers), the best-est god-pa and god-mas to guide him thru his course of living, to the fullest and all that crap. This guy is gonna be 'da-man'

Baby boom as I was saying. Another childhood fren from 'young' <= redundant, but i like =P whose wife is due in May 06. 3 colleuages of which 2 of them just popped their babies out and the last due in ... erm nevermind when but soon. The tummy of hers is swelling like no body's business so it has to be soon. haha

Anyways, I don't know when its gonna be my turn but not in the near future as I am but still a single, not sure if eligible, young... well not so young, good-looking... erm ok ok average, ok enough of myself, guy.

But my views on babies?.. They are adorable, cute, full bundles of joy before the age of 2, after that they are monsters till 12 and you start to worry your balls off when they start discovering the birds and the bees. So there... babies...

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Wounds and Kisses

By popular demand, (well? actually, only one request. Sigh!) I have decided to write one more post to my left on the shelf collecting dust blog. *cough cough* (from the dust!)

?faithful are the wounds of a friend, but deceitful are the kisses of an enemy? Proverbs 27:6

Ok, let?s not get so biblical but? in many of times; we often do not understand a lot of things that are happening around us. Often things happened that would impact our lives and we have no blardy geez what the hell is going on, one word, CLUELESS. How much faith do we have in our friends? The closer ones that would help us in times of need, the ones that we loved so dearly. (No referral to Brokeback Mountain. I ain?t no cowboy and I refuse to watch it even if Lee Ang says it?s about ?love? in the overall besides the movie is about Gay Cowboys!)

When we do not understand, when we feel that our friends (read: close real friends, family or whoever) are not helping, that?s when we are wounded, hurt. In retaliation, we turn to something else; somebody who we think might a friend. Or maybe an enemy, who blows kisses that treat our wounds. We all like that don?t we. The truth is, if the ?friend? turns out to an enemy then we be kissed by an enemy. You get my drift?

So who is our friend and who is the enemy? You think for yourself.

Me? As J.D Salinger would put it ?I thought what I?d was, I?d become one of those deaf-mutes? ?Catcher in the Rye?


Or should I?

Disclaimer: I really read the book after watching GITS. SAC o.0?

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Stupid Idoits, idoits and more idoits

I wish somebody can answer me this question?!!

Do you think I am an idoit?

YES! well.. i think you are an idoit too so bugger off

NO! well.. thank you but i still think you are idoit thinking i'm not.. :D



God! are you reading this??? =P

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

IdoitS~

I just thought of it.. that everybody in the world are idoits. Yes, that will include me as well.

The way it is that for every person you think out there is an idoit because of whatever things he/she do or say, in return he/she may think that you are an idoit too.

So.. there is no more homo sapiens any more.. just IDOITS!!

I'm an idoit too... =D