walking,

...I was born for it. not in a literal sense. 

I walked from 18, to 19. From 19, back to 18. From 18, to Holiday Villa. From Villa, to Subang Parade. From Subang Parade, back to 18. I'll give you a sec to let it sink in..

Yeah, it hurt. The sorrows of being underage, and not having a tin can with four wheels. I didnt even have a bicycle. sigh 

LEFT FOOT, RIGHT FOOT; respect. 

reality-smack in the face..

So, I was thinking about how Ive spent my time, and what Ive spent my time on, for the past couple of years. And, Im not too happy to be honest. 

I remember I found one of those quote posters, that had a Calvin and Hobbes theme to it; it was 'future'. I googled it, and I found it. This poster is so damn significant, ignoring the cheesy sentence at the bottom, the message is loud and clear. As a matter of fact, the message is in BIG BOLD letters. 

Really look at the poster, really appreciate its purpose. Seriously, it'll make you think. I know it worked on me; Calvin, one of the most iconic juvenile pop culture icon who is more of a modern-day Peter Pan, is all grown-up. He's waving to a young girl, who's holding the imaginary confidante Hobbes' hand. Him, still looking back at Calvin, his 'best friend'. 

ARGH. This poster is just simply powerful, it makes me think about the future. Not the past. 

Which is good, I've wasted enough of my time. 

MARIE/XUELI

you guys are the best. thank you

FUCK OFF. 

SMILE

I got my metallic smile retightened two days ago. and it still hurts. 

Seriously, it's never been this bad. Usually it'll last two days max, this time it doesnt seem to fade. Sigh, I miss eating food without worrying of inhumane pain. 

Ive decided to blog longer blogs. Which means I should cut down on the short sentences. Its actually kinda hard, I blog in a simplistic way; I find something worth and interesting to blog about. I make it simple,short and sweet in my head and type it down. Nothing more. 

I just realised how dissapointing it is to read most of my blogs, theyre good stories compact into a few sentences. Thats frustrating. I know Id get peeved if I read something like that, on the other hand, I dont think you'd care HAHA. But, Im going for longer sentences anyway, slow things down a little bit, make it a tad more interesting, more details. ok, now Im just dragging on. NOW, I know why I use short sentences, cause I dont want to drag on and make it a snooze-fest. Forget long, detailed blogs. Im straight to the point. If you dont mind, oh wait, you dont care. 

Wait, but longer blogs just seem so attractive. They pull me in and force me to read, as soon as I get half-way Im stuck there till the last word, no matter how boring. So, I might actually go for the long-blogs. Plus, I wont feel the sense of unfinished business that I get everytime I post a short-blog. 

Hmm, I dont know. Give me a night. I'll think about it. Knowing myself well and that I am an obvious person when it comes down to choices, I'd probably stick with the short-blogs. I mean, come on, theyre easy and Im good at it HAHA. 

This has to be the most senseless and random blog Ive ever posted. It has no meaning and purpose. ENJOY 

damn you, guilt

Finally. You see the picture above? Ive been trying to find that picture for almost a year. I mean, I knew it was by Alfred Eisendstaedt, but I couldnt find a decent enough copy on the net. Now I have. Thank god. 

Sherily is a pain in the buttocks at the moment, with the dance she's doing this saturday. Im practically forced into it, I dont really know why. I want to leave, but I just cant do it to her, not to sound big-headed or come off as show-boating, but I think she needs me there. Especially since Adruce and Tun wont be able to do it, due to their own problems. So, I guess, Im stuck with it. 

Also, appreciation is common courtesy. thought everyone knew that. 

On a side note, MIDTERM is coming up. creeping up. sneaking up. ambush. 

Im prepared. in a sense. 

OH, and I just realised that Ive succesfully ignored my recent emotional distress for the past three weeks HAHA. Probably from all the dancing. Now there's no more dancing. Just...emotional distress HAHA. sigh

oh shit

Im dissapointed in myself. No, wait. I failed myself. 

Yes...I watched it.          sigh. 

I couldnt take it anymore, it was just so freaking tempting. There it was, in all it's un-edited and pirated glory; the leaked XMEN ORIGINS:WOLVERINE. My dad bought it. without mercy and consideration of his second born son. 

But, it doesnt matter. Im still as excited to watch it in the cinemas. Im just happy the excitement isnt detered, in fact, the anticipation is killing me. After watching the leaked version that is not finished with its computer graphics, I just couldnt wait to watch it when it is done. I mean, trust me; the scenes are epic. 

So, my faith in my loyalty to my inner-nerd still exists. phew. 

XMEN ORIGINS countdown #4

                                                      "HAHAHA!"  

Guess what? Im in the march for Jebat. At first, I joined out of pure boredom, had nothing else to do other then practice with Nabila screaming in my ear. Go figure. 

It's awesome. Got to bond with my fellow Jebat-ians, mingled with the El Presidente; Darriel, and played around in the mud. I dont know what happened and in what order it occured, but somehow Adruce joined in as well. Pretty random, but cool. Go buy your Jebat tshirt, adruce! Go!. 

So, apparently, on sunday, muiz and I will be handling the new banner they made. It looks like it'll kick ass, I wont be ashamed. It feels good to be involved this deep with Sports Day, usually I'd just dance and fuck off to Taipan. Change is good. 

Also, have to make sure the senamrobik dance is up to par. We have alot of people to impress. 

On a side note; Bryan Singer, you are a saint. Thank you for jump-starting a limitless franchise that could go on for years. Only wished you would direct XMEN ORIGINS. 

XMEN ORIGINS countdown #3

                                     "...you ever play street fighter?" 

Im not sure how it's spelt, but I know its pronounced rap-thai. 

So, full rehearsal for this coming sunday's Sports Day is tomorow. a day out in the sun. fantastic.  

Im hoping that it goes smoothly, dont want to look like a bunch of idiots who wasted the past two weeks and end up looking like crap. Confidence, people! confidence!. 

Im actually eager about tomorow though HAHA. I mean, there's always someone who messes up during rehearsal, and I'll be sure to be there laughing. at them. I know I sound sadistic right now, but I just need a good laugh. something to make me smile, at least. Also, having everyone on the poor, down-trodden field tomorow might be quite fun, share a few laughs with my buds etc etc. 

Oh crap. I better get some quality sleep tonight, I'd need it for tomorow. Need to blow their minds with awesome dance execution(?).Im rambling, clear evidence of boredom and fatigue. Which it's only cure is good, much-needed, much-loved, compulsary sleep. 

You know, I think the reason why I'm having this mild case of insomnia, is cause something is bugging me. I know that isnt really much of an answer, but at least its something. I'll work my way up from that. I need to get to the bottom of this. I need fix it. I need to sleep. 

Heaven in tiny packets

LINDT & SPRUNGLI 

swiss-made chocolate. heaven wrapped in tiny little rectangular packets. room temperature. 

the only thing keeping me being me. you know, when other people know youre emotionally distressed, it doesnt help. they just keep bugging you and telling you "what is best for you".  

sigh. 

XMEN ORIGINS countdown #2

I really should consider taking in more 'ZZZ' time. Everyday for the past two weeks, I go through each day with this over-powering need to doze off. And that's not good. 

Im thinking it's thanks to all the senamrobik. Yeah, pretty sure. 

So, as much as Ive grown to love the past two weeks, I really cant wait for it all to end. Finito. I mean, Ive got my studies to worry about, and me sleeping isnt going to benefit. I'm actually studying as we blog, trying to fit it in any free/relaxed/chilled/peaceful slots Ive got in my packed packed schedule. Ok, its not that packed, as a matter of fact it's open wide. Im free most of the time. I just...dont want to study. NO MOOD. 

For now, my aim is to sleep more. sounds easy enough. 

X-MEN ORIGINS countdown #1

Yes. Im doing it again. 

I cant just stand idly by whilst one of the two movies Ive been dreaming of releases this month. The other being Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen. 

I cant describe or even begin to explain my...LOVE, for this movie. I know I might come off as a little cliche but I've been waiting for this movie for the past 3 years, ever since I read it in Empire that: 

    "...there are rumours flying around that Jackman has signed up on a prequel to the X-Men saga..." 

  

I thought I was fanatical when it came to Watchmen, but when all the cards are played and it's staring at you right in the face; I'm a die-hard Marvel fan down the line. 

It's hard enough to contain myself when they portray Wolverine's history on the big screen, but to add in all the cameos? thats too much. seriously. I wont be surprised if I suddenly start to vibrate half-way through the film and violently explode when Ryan Reynolds comes on as Deadpool. Ahhhh, Deadpool. I dont know what to say, I really dont. 

Ok. I know what to say now. Dont misinterpret me though, because I'm in a current state of brain-go-bye-bye with all the anticipation. So, here goes, the sentence that sums up my feelings and excitement in five and a half words: 

It'll be a good one.

"..now I'll go home and change."

WATCH IT. LAUGH AT IT. LOVE IT. 

1-4

Walcott. Silvestre. Arshavin. Song.

trance imagination

I can only imagine seeing him live. 

"How do you feel?"

...pretty despondent. dont worry,  im refering to my social life. and pessimistic. yeah, definitely pessimistic. 

So, I do what I normally do when Im in this kind of mental/emotion train wreck, I evaluate. 

I evaluated, and came up with nothing. which is the problem. 

The churning feeling of knowing there is nothing there for you, it frightens me. it really does. It also pisses me off. Mostly loneliness, I hate the feeling when lonesome creeps up. 

Oh, if you havent guessed it by now fellow reader(s); I need someone HAHA. Im placing aside my dignity and self-pride for a short while, just to embarass myself; I really need someone. 

I usually, no scratch that, I never blog like this. about this. But, I guess desperate times call for desperate cries for help, and self-expression. 

So, fuck it, Im going to go on a lookout for a someone. Im done waiting. 

Hmm.      

This is new. 

senamrobik.

Its looking pretty good. Not to brag, but mainly thanks to the contribution Izari and I made. 

Also; thank you, Michael Jackson. 

Understatement Of The Year

Muiz: "this year sucks" 

When he said that, with an attitude simple and nonchalant, it made me think, and it's true; this year does suck. 

I mean, I just dont feel the vibe I felt last year, and last year's vibe was gooood. I didnt even realise last year was such a good year until this year. Oh my years. 

Everything in '09 just seems, not up to the ante, like it could do better but it doesnt, which is why it blows. But, action speaks louder then words, and I guess if I do something about it, it'll change? I dont know. On the other hand, I could just let this year roll-by...slowly. painfully. 

Once again, Im going to place an order for a time-machine. This time I really mean it. 

"time-machine"

So my mom's back. From her one-week conference in UK, and she didnt come back empty handed. 

Dont get me wrong, Im happy as ever to have her back, but Im also happier then usual, especially with all the stuff she brought back HAHA. Trying my best here not to sound materialistic. 

So, she came back with the usual list of things you cant get in Msia; good chocolate, Walkers crisp, cheap Topman, oh and a record-player. Im not kidding. 

Ever since we found the derelict vinyl collection of 30-years plus, mom and dad have secretly been trying to find a record player, to re-live the glory days, I suppose. And re-live they did. Woah, they were on fire last night, dancing here, shaking there, they actually looked young for a minute. 

I enjoyed it myself, listened to Michael Jackson, Rah Band, Paula Abdul, Rockwell aaaaaaand many many more retro records with big big hair. Now I know what they did back then to past the time. They just sat there! HAHA, and swayed to the music. 

Oh, on a side-note, she got me new shoes from Topman as well. I love her. 

Robert Pattinson

I like him. 

for his singing. 

for his music. 

not for his flawless skin as a pale stephenie meyer vampire.  

Seriously people, he's good. His music is pure, lazy, imperfect, untouched. It's like, listening to all my sorrows drown away. Might be exaggerating, but I stand by it. 

Ok, so he's got my vote and loyalty as a fan, now all he has to do is to avoid getting BIG. As soon as his music gets commercial, its all gone. I'll stop listening to him. And yes, I am melodramatic.  

Something nerdfully delicious this way comes..

Im being my inner-NERD right now. I just got excited over this. I must get it. I must buy it. I must have it. 

"Oh, and your sweet and pretty face"

hmm. im stuck. in a dilemma. with an easy way out, and a hard way out. I dont know, and I dont know how to know, you know?. sigh         I dont know anymore. I hope you do