howdy yo~

Good Morning~~

I'm a lil hyper this morning, must be the coffee i had just now. either way, i'm in a relatively good mood. so, bring me up the next notch alright?!? woohoo...!

i don't have nice pictures of me smiling... cuz i don't know how to.

note to self: learn to smile in the mirror whenever i'm in the bathroom

wedding aisle

instead of the standard, boring walking up the aisle with the same old song being played since human invented music instruments...

it's nice to spice things up a lil...

disclaimer: i'm not getting married...

check this out ... click

pasar malam frenzy

Uncle Bob fried chicken, china burger, Taiwan pizza, fried ice-cream, chocolate buble tea... these are just the few things you can get in a night market...

3 times for this week. a record for me.

Scrabble scrabbling

PRESBYTERIAN:

When you rearrange the letters:

BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:

When you rearrange the letters:

MOON STARER

DESPERATION:

When you rearrange the letters:

A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:

When you rearrange the letters:

THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:

When you rearrange the letters:

HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:

When you rearrange the letters:

HERE COME DOTS

DORMITORY:

When you rearrange the letters:

DIRTY ROOM

SLOT MACHINES:

When you rearrange the letters:

CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:

When you rearrange the letters:

IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:

When you rearrange the letters:

LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:

When you rearrange the letters:

ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:

When you rearrange the letters:

I'M A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:

When you rearrange the letters:

THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:

When you rearrange the letters:

TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:

When you rearrange the letters:

WOMAN HITLER

ghostly students

this is what kids been taught in school nowadays...

creative or wu liao?

credit to my bro; curi from his faebook

ho ho ho

okok.. back to work

pride & glory

enough is enough

sigh... previous post indicating i was getting more agitated by the fact of people's doings, what's being said, and plainly just can't stand the sight of their face.

*recalling and frantically searching my past memories*

nope, as much as i judge... i don't get piss. yes, pissed off by a person plainly on sight and a lil of the doings and sayings. i think that's pretty serious stuff. it bothers me so much, i feel it is sucking my energy just like that *snap*

'ignore it lah...' was what my friend said. i'm trying. really, i am. ignorance is bliss?

reading back some of my recent post, there's so much anger and hatred (alrite hatred is a heavy word, but u get my point?okay.. shall use dislike). it's just damaging my spirit and soul (is it the same thing) anyway, it's kinda sucky. how many times have i repeated the word 'suck'. see... so negative. argh!

should i just stay at home and zen myself to cleanse my mind, body and spirit? ahaha... maybe i should stay medidating again.

i don't like the fact that i need to put up a face/mask that i'm clearly not comfortable with. a friend once said, it's okay, as we try to fit into different situations and environment, as the world is harsh, we NEED to put on one, just play a different role each time.

another friend said, just be true to yourself, and be yourself. you'll feel much better at the end of the day, where you don't have to pretend. people will appreciate, and those who don't, too bad for them.

i feel that in both ways, both are true and seems similar. in actual fact, there's a subtle difference.

i hate psych. you know so much, it isn't a good thing (choong, 08) by the way, she love psych, i just cited the latter sentences. as i was saying, there are so many psych terms, you don't know which category you fit in.

see the confusion and contradiction?

i'll bite

A.N.G.E.R.

i'm feeling alot of it lately. i snap easily, i lash out at people like they are nobody. come to think of it, it's very scary indeed.

it's always too late once those filthy words leave my bad ass mouth. might already hurt that person, or tears would be strolling down those cheeks. i feel awful for pain i've cause, and the consequences, it's just unbearable.

just the other day, i almost killed a person. i've been thoroughly patience with this person (i think). things that were said.. really gets on your nerve. thank god we hardly cross paths.

'if you're so damn smart, you just go find your own damn solutions to your pathetic, self pitiful life. don't ask, if you're not willing to listen. you stupid fark ego maniac.'

*phew* much better.

can i just blame it on surpression that i've mastered throughout my entire life? okay, that settles it. surpression is my answer.


seriously, i need anger management. *4 counts breath in* *4 counts breath out*

when problems is not a problem

when you needed help the most, who can you turn to; your dad? your friend? or your foe? you'll be surprise sometimes your greatest enemy shows you the light.

it's hard to identify a problem, when sometimes i think there's none. denial mode? maybe. however, by not identify there isn't any problem at the first place; there wouldn't be any problem...in subsequent thoughts, problem doesn't exist. true? partially. suppression? probably.

i'm not asking anyone to agree with me. it's just a random thought.

it caught me thinking, when friends ask; 'are you ok?', 'is there a problem?'. if you know me, my usual response would be; 'i'm fine', 'no problem'.

am i strong, or am i covering it up? am i really that optimistic, or am i just plain ignorant? ignorant as in avoiding problems, throwing it way back to the cabinet of memory. honestly... i don't know.

i know i have to deal with situations if it's smack right at my face. implicitly... i can't get in touch with my inner self. i feel it's dark and scary, it send shivers down my spine just thinking bout it. yet, this is something i have to face.

in the end, i think i'm an avoider, fearful, ignorant son of a ______.

puddle of mud

when the odds are down, situations seem to be turning worst by the day, and the future looks bleak. the energy level is just so low, it suck out the remaining droplets from your body. Yet, at the corner of the room, there lid this soul, shinning ever so brightly. putting on a brave smile, forever energetic, and always optimistic.

however, as the mask being remove, crystal bitter taste tears flow gentle down that strong frame. as the voice box vibrates, disappointments and sadness is all that's been utter out. clenched fist pounding on the table, as anger and frustration being transmit to the hard surface table made out of rock. and as surroundings quieten down, heart that is still beating ever strongly even it's been puncture a thousand times.


will a pat on the back, an assuring hug, or even words of encouragement works?

chockie taste better

your smooth and silky skin, makes me wanna touch you,
gently caressing, afraid that you get hurt.
fondling your hair, as you hiss and giggle like a naughty child,
beneath that willy smile, lies much more to what you're portraying,
i study you, your every movement, your every angle,
despite all the effort,
it's still very much blurry between those lines.
oh.. did i mention the cleavage? oh my...
it's like never ending valley that drifts down towards the center of the earth.
what a sight.


regardless of those attributes,
i still very much hate you. yes... HATE you.

you stupid code of ethics...
as if you albeit those rules and regulation,
acting innocent.. 'oh..you shouldn't have'
acting politely.. 'so thoughtful of you.. but i can't receive it'

total turn off...

i feel like puking... urgh...