Beast of the Boulevard

Lotsa people wonder how they're gonna, you know, pull the string, you know, well, end it all, you know, - die. Well, (next statement is higly controversial) I consider myself lucky because due to some events, I managed to dug up a bit on a few plausible means of me dying. As ironic as it sounds this is no black magic or some tarrot card shit or anything it just got me figured.

1. Number one on the list. Highly plausible. Colon-cancer. It runs in the blood. My late grandfather died of it and some other causes are quite much leading me to having one.
2. Lung cancer. Having weak lung due to asthma and the harmful subtances that the world provide us, it is highly possible if I were to stay in a cold part of the world (like New Zealand perhaps) which thank God I am now in Malaysia. Tropical.
3. Diabetes. This is due to my craveness over anything sweet. If it's not sweet that I'm never gonna eat it. High sugar level could inable my insulin to be properly working.
4. Cardiac failure. Angina or whatever medical terms created to eufamised it. This is due to the diet that I practice and some other causes like stressed over on something that is actually small and no biggadeal.
5. Mechanical accident (cars and so on). Malaysia states one of the highest average death rate of car accidents.
6. Assasinated for being a cunning billionaire whom work his fortune all the way by stealing millions of people's lives by creating a genetically modified virus which I only have the cure and that it fell into some other party's hand.
7. Killed by my own genetically modified virus that were purposely made to make myself a billionaire.
8. Attacked, violated and broke by a bear in the woods.
9. Killed by my own wife for infidelity. I don't think I'm capable but some people just made it sound like its possible.
10. Took my own life for failing IB and that MARA took back the scholarship.

The post is fictitious (except that it had something to do with myself). Any similarities and resemblances are merely coincidence.

Sweetest sin

I remember the first day we met. It was like yesterday as I still taste it on my tongue. I was not very fond of you back then. Until I witness such charge that I need another touch, another taste, another fix. Then I knew, it ain't lust, it's love.

I started to make time with you once a day. Gradually it became three times a day up to a point that I just had to be with you for six to eight times a day. It was never enough. The presence of you, where every move and each impulse brings clarity and to stay like this is all that I ever need. If I'm lying I'm dying, I just can't have enough of you.

Every good things comes with a price. Our bond were challenged by so many obstacles. My parents disapproved you. My siblings too. Some of my relatives and friends too. However some likes you very much and even had the balls to said that they wanted you as theirs. Damn, was I jealoused. Then we rendevouz secretly without them knowing. Remember those times when sneaked in? Memories.

Then the challenged took its toll on me. I couldn't bare it on my shoulder and that is when I let you go. I let you went away. It was a long period of time and a day is like forever. Then time managed to heal me. I beginning to forget about you. Your smell, the touch on my lips, and your warm presence in my trouble. You were there when I was in trouble. You were there to hear every bit of my uttered word of wisdom and hatred.

I was fine when you were not around. I was a whole new man as happy as a king until one day. You showed up. You had th guts to show up in front of my naked eye. You were with my friends. Tempting me into your vicious trap. And so..
I fell back into you. Not knowing all the good things I could had without you around, I was purely blinded by you. I let my guard down and I fell for you again. So we spent time together most of the times. Hang out with our friends.

Then I knew now that I should have not fallen into you again. I realised how your evil trick works. I will put in my best effort not to fall into you again. No, not this time. Not the third time. I understand your scheme. I know them well. You too began to deteriorate my health, making me burn myself inside with every bit of your presence. You made my heart pops. You made me out of breathe with your charm. No! I'm no fool anymore. I will now resist you. I've found a new muse.

Thanks for the memories eventhough they wasn't so great. No, I don't love you. I hate you now. I do. If only you're human.

Goodbye, Dunhill, Marlboro and Winston. I'm stopping for real.

Square root of three.

I fear that I will always be a lonely number like root three,

A three is all that's good and right,

Why must my three keep out of sight,

Beneath a vicious square root sign?

I wish instead I were a nine,

For nine could thwart this evil trick,

With just some quick arithmetic.

And now I never see the sun,

As 1.7321.

Such is my reality,

A sad irrationality,

When, hark, what is this I see?

Another square root of a three,

Has quitely come waltzing by,

Together now we multiply,

To form a number we prefer,

Rejoicing as an integer.

We break free from our mortal bond,

And with a wave of magic wands,

Our square root sign become unglued,

And love for me has been renewed.

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Huh, I'm still a square root of three. None has been renewed.

Help!

Dashboard Confessional came out with a new album, Alter The Ending! Tunes to listen to:

Belle of The Boulevard

Even Now

Alter The Ending

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Honestly, right now I'm not sure what to feel. No, it's not the exam. I'm not looking foward to stay here, I'm not looking forward for the hols, I'm not looking forward for placement result, I'm just not sure what I have in mind. However, I do know that I am confused. Drop dead confused. Help!

Is it Saturday? Oh it's Sunday.

It gets interesting as you read further. Seriously.

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The boring part (you may skip this if you wish, no I won't get offended)

As mentioned previously, I am in the brink of the 3rd Semester examination (no, not the finals yet!). 2 Biology papers had passed and it was unpredictably hard. So as 2 Business and Management papers done and I was ill at ease that some said it was easy but the furthest that I thought I can go is 5 (it's a C). With few more papers coming, I'm not sure whether I'll live. Do not be suprised if the headline of a newspaper or tabloid come out with "Deadboy in campus".

I know it's the exam but the fact that The Blackburn Rovers won against Chelsea hooked me into watching The Rovers against Liverpool.

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Now we go down to business.

3:31 mins, was the first ambitious try by Emerton. I could literally fell asleep during the first half as both side were teasing each other trying to win possession with a sloth-kind-of-pace. I wondered before the match, Torres still taking care of his precious groin, Babel is out for his ankle injury, so who is playing foward? Voronin? Ah, Rafa wouldn't put him there. Suprisingly, it's our captain Gerrard who took the 1 in the 4-5-1 formation. The first half potraits The Rovers tactical playing and The Kop were playing as if they were having a training. Gerrard with the responsibility as a the striker, make his effort to carry the burden on his shoulder (more to like on his leg) but then again it is obviously seen that he is better as a skipper. A wonderful space was given to him but then he failed to score one at 37 minutes.

The second half? Having slow tempo during the first half, both team played with a faster pace on the second half. What kills me the most is that lots and lots of chances were wasted down the drain. Some said it was the caused of Ngog whom took over Reira responsibility in second half. The highlight was the perfect chance for scoring created for Liverpool. Johnson perfectly made his way into the box and an accurate pass was made to Ngog. So he shoot and the ball hit the top post instead of the net of the goal. It was full of suspense! Other substitution was El-Zhar for the Israeli Benayoun on the Kop's side.

The only booking was made in the game was a yellow card of El-Hadji Diouf on the Rover's side.

All and all, the spaniard Reina had a lot of saves and they were a piece of cake to him. None was penetrated into The Merseysider goal. The former Chelsea, Di Santo played well too having a lot of try and possession for Blackburn. The man of the match was obviously Johnson. Defended well, playing as the wing beautifully and created many chances. It was obvious that the kid rocks pretty much that evening.

Congratulation to The Gunners for their winning against Stoke City :)

Oh and what's up with Man City? livescore.com just showed Adebayor made an own goal.

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Oh, it's great to see you smile :)
You know who you are.