Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Highly Faggy
Caution! This post may ridiculously makes me sound like a fag. The truth is I am not. I just had some crappy things that I went thru for the couple weeks.
So I decided to do what I was supposed to do the last 2 weeks. Get my life sorted out. See! Doesn't that makes me sound like a fag? SO, I started with something small. I rearranged my room and keep some old stuff into boxes.
That is when I stumbled upon my bad habit. You see, There was this time when my college had an event of teachers visiting students' room to know them by nature or what-some-shit. So there was this one English teacher who went into my room. Then she was suprised with the things I had in my room. Apparently, I have too many junks that I kept. So she said,"Manul, I can tell that you have a very high affinity towards something and that you just can't let things go easily. Learn to let go". The she kept on jabbering about forgetting the past and so on. Back then I realised, she was totally right. I have problems with letting things go.
So back to the story that I was rearranging my room, I stumbled upon many things that I never knew I had but all of them meant something to me. Stacks of movie tickets, cards, photos, some IPTA offer packages, wrappers of presents from high school even to the smallest part of papers with writing from my friends. I really have a problem of letting go, I do. I guess that maybe I have the tendency to live in the past and forever regret any wrong turns that I've made. I really think I need help.
The climax of sorting out was when I found this one box. It meant a lot to me (gosh, stop being a fag!). It was the box of my DSLR Nikon D40x kit. For those that don't know, my DSLR was stolen together with some other valuables when my house got broke in last time in Melawati.
Then it came to me, was it the DSLR that gives me this crappy feelings when I'm holding the box or was it something else that I've lost?
This is a very dissapointment post as it is so intensely emotional and there is no nudity, which is something like Twilight: Saga.
So I decided to do what I was supposed to do the last 2 weeks. Get my life sorted out. See! Doesn't that makes me sound like a fag? SO, I started with something small. I rearranged my room and keep some old stuff into boxes.
That is when I stumbled upon my bad habit. You see, There was this time when my college had an event of teachers visiting students' room to know them by nature or what-some-shit. So there was this one English teacher who went into my room. Then she was suprised with the things I had in my room. Apparently, I have too many junks that I kept. So she said,"Manul, I can tell that you have a very high affinity towards something and that you just can't let things go easily. Learn to let go". The she kept on jabbering about forgetting the past and so on. Back then I realised, she was totally right. I have problems with letting things go.
So back to the story that I was rearranging my room, I stumbled upon many things that I never knew I had but all of them meant something to me. Stacks of movie tickets, cards, photos, some IPTA offer packages, wrappers of presents from high school even to the smallest part of papers with writing from my friends. I really have a problem of letting go, I do. I guess that maybe I have the tendency to live in the past and forever regret any wrong turns that I've made. I really think I need help.
The climax of sorting out was when I found this one box. It meant a lot to me (gosh, stop being a fag!). It was the box of my DSLR Nikon D40x kit. For those that don't know, my DSLR was stolen together with some other valuables when my house got broke in last time in Melawati.
Then it came to me, was it the DSLR that gives me this crappy feelings when I'm holding the box or was it something else that I've lost?
This is a very dissapointment post as it is so intensely emotional and there is no nudity, which is something like Twilight: Saga.
Whitewash
Hold your horses! I'm still around and alive.
Dear IB students, we all know the ToK issue that had been befallen upon us, eh? Well I would like to apologize if such problem was from the likes of me. Oh no, not my fault? Okay, so here how it goes. There was this idiotic compulsive individual whom blame the ToK issue was the fault of those whom had been accused of malpractice. Nice way of putting it, huh? Dude, don't let me slap you with my dick.
So, World Cup! Ain't too late to talk about it? Kudos to the Spaniards for winning the cup of life, heck, kudos to them on the effort that roll 'em into the final for the first time. Torres and Villa upfront, Xabi and Iniesta playmaking in the middle, Puyol and Pique at the back and Casillas stood in awareness. I was rooting for Espana all along as I gave up on Italy due to their aging squad, inexperienced newcomers, and Buffon's injury. It was great football on the final, eh? Oranje and Espana. However, I think the highlight was on the FIFA-listed referee, Howard Webb which some would rather call him a douchebag.
Oh yeah, have I mentioned to you that I missed my opportunity to study medicine in Ireland? Yup, I was on scholarship and I didn't make the cut. Tough luck. Currently, I'm waiting for local offers. Pray for me will yea?
Congratulation to those whom succeed. You have my respect. For those whom didn't make it, no no, things do not happened for reason and those shit. They're just telling you that to make you feel better but you're dumb enough to fell for it, kinda like a euphemism of life. Let me break it down to you. NO SHIT, things do not happened for reason. YOU put the efforts in to make it happened. Your previous effort was dimshit. Punch in more, will yea? You don't wanna be alleged butt-fucking twice dontcha? Do you think things happened for reason to him?
Ladies and gentlefaggots, enough about me, so what about you? How's life treating you? :)
Dear IB students, we all know the ToK issue that had been befallen upon us, eh? Well I would like to apologize if such problem was from the likes of me. Oh no, not my fault? Okay, so here how it goes. There was this idiotic compulsive individual whom blame the ToK issue was the fault of those whom had been accused of malpractice. Nice way of putting it, huh? Dude, don't let me slap you with my dick.
So, World Cup! Ain't too late to talk about it? Kudos to the Spaniards for winning the cup of life, heck, kudos to them on the effort that roll 'em into the final for the first time. Torres and Villa upfront, Xabi and Iniesta playmaking in the middle, Puyol and Pique at the back and Casillas stood in awareness. I was rooting for Espana all along as I gave up on Italy due to their aging squad, inexperienced newcomers, and Buffon's injury. It was great football on the final, eh? Oranje and Espana. However, I think the highlight was on the FIFA-listed referee, Howard Webb which some would rather call him a douchebag.
Oh yeah, have I mentioned to you that I missed my opportunity to study medicine in Ireland? Yup, I was on scholarship and I didn't make the cut. Tough luck. Currently, I'm waiting for local offers. Pray for me will yea?
Congratulation to those whom succeed. You have my respect. For those whom didn't make it, no no, things do not happened for reason and those shit. They're just telling you that to make you feel better but you're dumb enough to fell for it, kinda like a euphemism of life. Let me break it down to you. NO SHIT, things do not happened for reason. YOU put the efforts in to make it happened. Your previous effort was dimshit. Punch in more, will yea? You don't wanna be alleged butt-fucking twice dontcha? Do you think things happened for reason to him?
Ladies and gentlefaggots, enough about me, so what about you? How's life treating you? :)
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Planet Hoth
And so today was an enduring journey when at first my dream voyaging in AT-AT on the Planet Hoth was devastated by my mom.
Then comes the morning drive, heading to Kuantan. Do you know that a homo sapient called Manul was born in Kuantan? Yes, it was my birthplace.
And so I cruise along the empty road and reached Kuantan. However, I find its hard to call back my memory of the place where my mom and my sisters managed to. Well, it can't be because of my childhood issue (not that I have any) but perhaps due to my weak and jaded mind. Or just maybe, ignorant.
My apology to my peers in Kuantan for not contacting you guys but act upon an agreement that it was a family time.
So there were Mc Donald's breakfast at the beach, filling up the shopping cart and watching Shrek 3D. I was kinda amused when in the movie, the song from Carpenters came up (Top Of The World) and the sound of Stevie Wonder's young voice assisting the cast at the end of the movie.
The journey back were mostly pee pee and pee. I had too much drinks. Oh, and its nothing big but I saw a dead man on the road. Yes, there was an accident and the man died. Well, I just know it because he was covered by somewhat of cloth by his friends whereby the police are nowhere to be seen YET.
Looking forward for the Langkawi trip :). Hope things will go smoooooothly.
p/s: i fucking i hate the radio for playing the same song over and over again. that is why i do not listen to the radio.
Then comes the morning drive, heading to Kuantan. Do you know that a homo sapient called Manul was born in Kuantan? Yes, it was my birthplace.
And so I cruise along the empty road and reached Kuantan. However, I find its hard to call back my memory of the place where my mom and my sisters managed to. Well, it can't be because of my childhood issue (not that I have any) but perhaps due to my weak and jaded mind. Or just maybe, ignorant.
My apology to my peers in Kuantan for not contacting you guys but act upon an agreement that it was a family time.
So there were Mc Donald's breakfast at the beach, filling up the shopping cart and watching Shrek 3D. I was kinda amused when in the movie, the song from Carpenters came up (Top Of The World) and the sound of Stevie Wonder's young voice assisting the cast at the end of the movie.
The journey back were mostly pee pee and pee. I had too much drinks. Oh, and its nothing big but I saw a dead man on the road. Yes, there was an accident and the man died. Well, I just know it because he was covered by somewhat of cloth by his friends whereby the police are nowhere to be seen YET.
Looking forward for the Langkawi trip :). Hope things will go smoooooothly.
p/s: i fucking i hate the radio for playing the same song over and over again. that is why i do not listen to the radio.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Pick Up The Pieces
Well, gotta be honest witthya. I'm not sure where to begin..
My blog and my Facebook had been untouched for almost half a year.
Apart from eradicating child labour in poverty stricken country, what happened for the pass 6 months had quite been a disaster, but it ain't that bad as there are still spaces for happiness.
IB had been a bitch of course. When i thought my 2 years of misery had come to an end, my intention of shouting the lame phrases "It's done" or "Freedom" or "Would you smell that? It's the smell of freedom" after my last paper (Statistics) was pilfered from this weary and jaded body and soul :(
Dreadful. I was accused of malpractice of an assignment that had been assigned, SIX months ago. It is merely because a few lines of GENERAL IDEA had been unquoted. And so I had to explained to IBO that it had all been a silly mistake that i took for granted and please just give my frigin' diploma and just go back and do whatcha hafta do...
I had also found a new discovery that social skills could be inversely proportional over time if it left stagnant. I realized that my social skills remained stagnant in a very (by very, i mean VERY) confined space. Now, i admit of such disorder called Selective Mutism.
So, the EPL has ended and we all are making room for the World Cup. The Kop doesn't ends top 4 like what Rafa would had promised us. Liverpool had lost Aurelio recently and rumors said that it'll be soon Torres and Benayoun. OH and kudos to Chelsea for the championship in EPL and kudos to Inter for having their name carved on the Champion's League trophy for over 45 years now. As of the World Cup, my current team The Azzuris had shown some signs of aging and I might had lost hope in them. So the Spaniard might wanna make a room for a fan to squeeze in. Then again, it is to be think over. Yes, such matter is serious. The Italians don't tolerate treachery.
Apart from that, now that I have more time in my life as i would not need to read academic books and do maths, I shall fill my time with tonnes of things that I had wish to do.
Watch and watch and watch. Catch all of the latest movie, watch Gigs and Gigs of movies in my hard disk, and new muse: The Big Bang Theory.
Read, read and read. Catch up with all the books that I had been holding myself back from reading. Current: Animal Farm by George Orwell.
Play and play and play. Defense of The Ancients, Modern Warfare II, replay Chrono Cross, Final Fantasy and all the crap that involse joystick and keyboards.
And do some other things.
Personal: My relationship had reached to 4 years the day my IB ends. Urgh. The irony. I pray to God that it'll last more :)
And i had come a thought, that i might soon abolish my blog. Well, I might have some friends whom encountered unwanted occurrence like perhaps being track by overprotective parents or being filed through the police for abusing others or perhaps being questioned by the ISA for metamorphosed Malaysia as Bolenesia. Plus, its not like my blog had eradicated poverty in India, or aid in the found of new cure for HIV, or perhaps halted child working in sweatshops. I shall think of this.
My blog and my Facebook had been untouched for almost half a year.
Apart from eradicating child labour in poverty stricken country, what happened for the pass 6 months had quite been a disaster, but it ain't that bad as there are still spaces for happiness.
IB had been a bitch of course. When i thought my 2 years of misery had come to an end, my intention of shouting the lame phrases "It's done" or "Freedom" or "Would you smell that? It's the smell of freedom" after my last paper (Statistics) was pilfered from this weary and jaded body and soul :(
Dreadful. I was accused of malpractice of an assignment that had been assigned, SIX months ago. It is merely because a few lines of GENERAL IDEA had been unquoted. And so I had to explained to IBO that it had all been a silly mistake that i took for granted and please just give my frigin' diploma and just go back and do whatcha hafta do...
I had also found a new discovery that social skills could be inversely proportional over time if it left stagnant. I realized that my social skills remained stagnant in a very (by very, i mean VERY) confined space. Now, i admit of such disorder called Selective Mutism.
So, the EPL has ended and we all are making room for the World Cup. The Kop doesn't ends top 4 like what Rafa would had promised us. Liverpool had lost Aurelio recently and rumors said that it'll be soon Torres and Benayoun. OH and kudos to Chelsea for the championship in EPL and kudos to Inter for having their name carved on the Champion's League trophy for over 45 years now. As of the World Cup, my current team The Azzuris had shown some signs of aging and I might had lost hope in them. So the Spaniard might wanna make a room for a fan to squeeze in. Then again, it is to be think over. Yes, such matter is serious. The Italians don't tolerate treachery.
Apart from that, now that I have more time in my life as i would not need to read academic books and do maths, I shall fill my time with tonnes of things that I had wish to do.
Watch and watch and watch. Catch all of the latest movie, watch Gigs and Gigs of movies in my hard disk, and new muse: The Big Bang Theory.
Read, read and read. Catch up with all the books that I had been holding myself back from reading. Current: Animal Farm by George Orwell.
Play and play and play. Defense of The Ancients, Modern Warfare II, replay Chrono Cross, Final Fantasy and all the crap that involse joystick and keyboards.
And do some other things.
Personal: My relationship had reached to 4 years the day my IB ends. Urgh. The irony. I pray to God that it'll last more :)
And i had come a thought, that i might soon abolish my blog. Well, I might have some friends whom encountered unwanted occurrence like perhaps being track by overprotective parents or being filed through the police for abusing others or perhaps being questioned by the ISA for metamorphosed Malaysia as Bolenesia. Plus, its not like my blog had eradicated poverty in India, or aid in the found of new cure for HIV, or perhaps halted child working in sweatshops. I shall think of this.
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