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Friday, June 06, 2008

Fri, 06 Jun 2008 03:10:56 GMT

I'm bringing Xanga back - drop a comment if you're with me!

OooooOoo xanga, remodeled!

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 04:04:33 GMT

Posting, because the xanga team threatened to take my first born.

Stay tuned.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 03:55:44 GMT

I'm bringing Xanga back - drop a comment if you're with me!

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Wed, 31 Jan 2007 05:21:04 GMT

Just woke up (yea yea shut up I know I have bad sleeping habbits).
I've just about had the most fucked up dream ever... I thought I was over her... FUCK! I'm going to be in a shitty mood for the next few days because of this probably...

About time for me to write about something..stuid wow taking up all the time.

I'll post another update later...
maybe...
sometime...

Saddam turned off my PC

Sun, 14 Jan 2007 06:26:59 GMT

So I was playing a game of Dota (internet game) with my friends when the lights started flashing in my house and turned off my computer and router for a split second - just enough to get me dropped from the game -.- rawr I'm angry. So pissed at the moment... Oh oh and the time is 4:44am. Talk about bad luck... and a reminder to something I'd rather forget at this point... but we wont talk about that.

On a more serious note... let's talk about something I've had on my mind for awhile. It's a little late now since it's supposedly over but whatever - Saddam's execution.

We heard it all around us, the execution of the tyrant, cruel ruler, mass murderer, evil-person-thing-a-ma-bober of Iraq. Oh and Satan's lover.
Anyway, he was hung and a video got released etc etc. It was all over the radio and on TV. What bothered me the most however, is how people reacted to it.

Ofcourse he deserved what he was sentenced for, heck he deserves worse but stop and think for a little - people were talking about Saddam as if they were talking about the butchering of a pig, or worst. Things I've heard over the radio, people that called in etc.. It made me very uncomfortable, not because I'm a pansy or anything but because they all sounded like mini Sadams (if you will) - cold blooded killers. The scary part? The public seem to think it's ok to be talking about such an event like that, and I agreed with it.
BUT!
Where is the line drawn? When does the termination of a human life become justified both by law and moral? Should it ever?

Because someone is evil, does it all of a sudden make it ok to slay said person and tear them apart with words? Why the double standards? Does it not lower us as a person for doing so or agreeing to it?

I might be making a very weak arguement here since I'm pretty much confused also. *raise fist in anger*

Oh why am I such a carebear =(

RAWR

Fri, 05 Jan 2007 20:48:43 GMT

Red hot chilli peppers concert anyone? Jan 15th... anyone? anyone at all? =|

Friday, December 29, 2006

Fri, 29 Dec 2006 17:40:31 GMT

For those who care - shit I wrote on myspace, copy pasting for the win.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

I'm living in the past today - let us live now, live once, to the fullest.
Current mood: Somebody said goodbye

Walking in the familiar surroundings once more, it's been 5 months - what seemed like ages.
Around me are faces that I don't recognize, except for the few that I hold dear and call friend.

Here I am, reliving my memories while I paced through the mall.
Flash backs...
I heard the conversations from months ago, I'm reliving the past.
I felt her touch, heard her laughs, it really happened - I did not dream it.
I accompanied her from store to store - stores that are no longer here, she's no longer here...
It's as if I sent her away with my own two hands.
I'm alone today.

Promises that we've made - promises that weren't meant to be kept after all...
I came face to face with reality - it felt like walking right into a fucking brick wall.
It didn't seem real untill I see it in person...
Months ago, we were lovers - nevermore...

As I stood infront of the person I held dearest, I froze - typical me.
So close, yet so far. It's as if the Pacific occupied the space between us.
We live in different worlds now...
It's snowing on my side of the world - what about yours?

"What we have today, we loose."
A rather disturbing statement, yet depressingly factual.
All that we have today, we're bound to loose at some point in life.
Friends, family, love ones, good looks, youth...

I've been living in the past today - let it end now.

Let us live in the here and now, live it once, live it to our hearts' contend.

- Fuck you guys for eating my chocolate.

WTF CIGGY - Random thought of the day

Why is it that I sometime smell cigeratte when I breath... and it'd actually make me choke -.-

/confused
/randomthought
/fart
/sleep

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Regret - what a beautiful thing

We all know it - you don't know how important something is to you untill after you've lost it... I've lost something, I didn't know it was so important to me untill now, but I guess it doesn't matter anymore... is that right?

If I get a second chance I'd do many things differently... just so I can put another smile on her face before the arrival of this unavoidable end... all things comes to an end right...

But because of my regrets, the memories that I have becomes... special.

Call me crazy, but I think regrets are what makes our past beautiful... unforgetable.. ofcourse it stings, but at the same time it is what makes us treasure our past. After all, a perfect memory would probably be boring, right?

We all need that flaw in our lives...

And these are mine:

I want to cook for her one last time...

Buy her favorit drink one last time...

sing to her one last time...

visit her at work one last time...

watch her fall asleep one last time...

hug her, kiss her... watch her smile... one last time...

Wish I had done it when I had the chance, now it's too late...

But it's ok, because in my dreams, I'm always with her... and in my dreams we're happy... If only I could live in my fantasy...

This feeling of loneliness and regret... it's so delightfully painful... unbarably beautiful.

Thanks for the memories.

Farewell, qiu meng.

Short convo between my friend and I - Not gay or anything

Jingy: BAN KAI!
***Auto-response sent to Jingy: I am currently idle.
Jingy: NO
Jingy: U NOT
Jingy: DIE
Me: o.o
Me: wtf
Jingy: I come to ur place to sleep tonight
Me: o.o
Jingy: lawl
Me: buttsecks?
Jingy: ...
Me: bring lube
Jingy: ...

Victory is mine.

What would I do if I were a bird - Fly! Ah Dur.
Current mood: A.J.G

As I was driving home from work today, I espcially paid close attention to the flocks of birds that were circling in the distant sky. They were swimming about freely in the not-so-cold December sky like a school of sardins. While I'm observing this familiar sight and keeping an eye out for that crazy bitch of a driver that almost ran into me, I asked myself - What would I do if I were a bird? If humans were, well, birds, what would I do?

I proceed to watch the band of shadowy figures from my car... some of them were surfing the wind while some were sitting on the electric lines staring back at me. So, what would I do?
Would I be part of the flock and go where everybird goes? Doing the same things every year? No sir, not this bird....
I'd find myself that special someone, and we would soar across the horizon to look for our own piece of heaven; and that would be all I need. ( well perhaps a few friends could tag along I suppose )
While I search for my domain, I'd also make sure I shit on every single person's head and cars that I fly above. Boy wont that piss those silly humans off! Tell them to chop down the trees...
After letting my imagination run wild for a little, I came to the realization that I'm indeed, not a bird. *SPLAT* Something came from the sky and hit my windshield... "Son of a bitch." I cursed.
God damned flying wankers...

~Wont you fly with me?

Friday, December 15, 2006

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 23:00:10 GMT

Joined the darkside - http://blog.myspace.com/thenewbook

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Thu, 14 Dec 2006 19:25:11 GMT

I'm speechless... Ignore the surfing part at the end...
Joseph Kittinger jumped out of a baloon at 102,800 feet, freefalled for 4 and a half minutes and reached a maximum speed of 614mph.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 19:25:50 GMT

So farking cold (*&#@$