Looking For The Rain God

its 2.40 in the morning and the way the raindrops tickling softly on my window panes have been keeping me awake, accompanying me since some 1 hour ago, and i wonder...somehow there's a trail of scent, ahhh scent, lets talk all about scent shall we? its somewhat...,mesmerizing, sweet, lovely like...perfume? catches my attention. no no no no and no im not talking about those dirty sneakers lying dead/rotten under my bed nor the stinking sweatshirt im wearing as a result from shirt-pajamas conversion that took place some time ago. im talking about something else. sweet, compelling, ermmmm maybe indescribable? i hope not...i've been particularly familiar with this scent ever since i was a kid. basically i grew up with it. ahhh the riddles...curiosity...sigh. living live by the window ever since a kid got me psyched up with everything to do with scent, birds, green leaves, aeroplanes and mini buses that goes to town with sleep-deprived people early in the morning and returned for more sleep-deprived people some 30 minutes later. ahhhh the hypocrisy of boy living next door. *sniffing* as the sound of the raindrops falling off gently, drop by drop, with each molecule of water hits the silicate glass of my 16X25 window grew alound, the scent amplifies. by the way the noises made by the raindrops sounded like a knock on the door for an instance. so im guessing the scent isn't that hard to imagine aint it? hmmmmm....the sound of bugs rocketing alongside my face caught the attention of my eardrums for a second there. causing panic that turns out to be a false alarm. stimulus is going extremely sensitive with limited light sources. ahhh how irony? the scent...the scent is back! grew heavier every second...amplifying on its very own will. how can they do that? im wondering...heavier and heavier it goes right up my nostrils. blended right in. as i try to analysis the scent, i saw something rather intriguing. some 2 feet away, as i look closely enough with my microscopic eyes with 0% light intensity, i saw a drop of rain falling off my window pane and hit the one below it. ahhhh now i know where the scent came from.....

Let's spread love like violence

the whole world is going to the dogs. there isn't a day where we wake up to a b-e-a-u-tiful morning and the world isn't consumed by violence. *sigh*

def of violence : expression of physical force against self or other, compelling action against one's will on pain of being hurt.
introduced as early as man-kind began to roam the planet, violence had been following us for ages, walking alongside us, disguised as shadow beyond our own reflection, seeking retribution. man-kind have been possessed by it ever since.
the real deal has not been surfaced until 1914 : where WW1 begun. up to 15 million lives vanished from the face of our earth in that duration of 4 years. warfare have been consuming souls off our planet ever since.
21 years later, WW2 erupted. considered as the deadliest conflict in human history, over 70 million lives were perished. extended to a length of more than 6 years, the war had almost consumed the whole planet. two cities were blown to bits and began the New World Order Regime, that eventually caused today's crisis by the remaining superpowers.


great nations today are overwhelmed by their exceeding influence and power and tends to overpower those nations that are nowhere near their league, causing excruciating amount of pain over the years.
mockery is now conducted worldwide : almost everywhere in the world, there's news of superpowers overpowering/invading smaller nations that are unable to defend themselves from weapons of mass destruction from those great powers.



as the conflicts go on, we tend to forget about the one power that can reunite us all and also at the same time sets us apart. its the power of love. forget bombs, guns, packed parking lots and riots. think love. it's the one simple thing that can end all the suffering/pain/losses over the years in an instance.

i do sincerely believe that the world still can be a better place for us all. it's just that i hope i can live long enough to witness that myself. remember : spread love, not violence!

mood - happy? / earfood - secret crowds, Angles & Airwaves

Dinperrrr

This is what 20 minutes on the road + a whole loads of cock-talking looks like 2 in the morning. ;)

The Bottle

Chemistry classes are inevitably boring. Anything, I mean anything, can happen. For example in this case : a bottle somehow managed to find its way up to Liren's head and stayed there for the whole 2 hours of full-of-yawnings-Mr.Liam's-class. lmao :D

The Chair

It was my 7th time there and I've broken a chair... FML

p/s : I was half-drunken at that time ;)

Supersonic...

c'mon, let's hope that the speed of sound blast us all away from here...
concentration is killing me...FML :(
mood - disorientated
earfood - all good things (come to an end) , Nelly Furtado

To Julie Lim ;)

Heh! Coward! Any comment transiting to her blog needs to pass through security checkpoint I guess. sigh...Incase she doesn't have the BALLS to approve my comment, I've posted it all here! EXACTLY WHAT I'VE COMMENTED ON HER BLOG . So the whole world can see what she's hiding from your eyes! lalala :D

My comment to her :

hahaaa... This must be the funniest post I've ever read in my 18 years of wonderful life!
As stated in the 'comment section' of the previous post in my blog (which I'd guess the whole world is viewing right now thanks to Ms. Lim herself) ;) I've already explained myself profusely before.So there's no point in doing it here since no one actually gives a fuck. For fuck's sake its just a tagged survey that we do for fun! What's up with the fuss??

I guess the saying "Never explain yourself. Your friends don't need it. Your enemies won't believe it" is really true. Oh my!!

As for my friend, Chin, I think all of you out there doesn't have the right to judge him in whether or not his 'English' is inappropriate. Just because you're some goddamn children's book author doesn't gives you the right to look down on people! What a loser!

You know, this post is really like something I'll blog about when someone stole my pencil box back in primary school. So childish and immature! And you call yourself an author?? Shame on you.

About the toiletpaper nickname, its a long story. Even my best friends doesn't know about it. Its what someone real close to me (who passed away few years back) used to called me because when I was younger, I sleep with a roll of toilet paper. ;) geddit?

So, enough bitching here and there! Move on! Its just a post after all. Have a beer and write about it in your next book! I'm sure its gonna be an international best-seller! Cheers! ;)

p/s : Get a life! Get a boyfriend so you can bitch to him! AND AGAIN, I DIDN'T COPY ANYTHING FROM YOU! If it wasn't for the comment you posted me this afternoon, I wouldn't know you blog ever existed! Believe what you want, its the TRUTH!

the-sideproject.com presents : Tagged!

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Nope. :)

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Big boyys don't cryyyy...don't cry don't cry don't cryyy oohh yeaaaa ;)

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Yes! It's super fugly that NO God-made species can read it... Oh lovely!

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE LUNCH MEAT?
Chicken of course!

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
No.

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
I guess so.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
Issit like when I ask you this and you answer me that and then I go around asking the same question to someone else and they answer me the same as you where I go completely insane and jumps off a roof?

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
duhhh...

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Of course! But at the same time I'm afraid of heights shhhhhh! ;)

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE CEREAL?
I don't do cereals...

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
No wayy! That would totally violate the shoe-lacing act! Nahhh am too lazy to tie em' back..

12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE ICE CREAM?
CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH! Yummy XD

13. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
The smile! :)

14. RED OR PINK?
Pink cause I'm NOT a girl!

15. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
My attitudinal problem :(

16. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
Nobody.

17. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?
Of course. Otherwise I wouldn't have tagged them in the first place.

18. WHAT COLOUR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Checkered knee-length shorts, Black All Star.

19. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
Complaints from people that don't deserve the right to complain about anything!

20. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?
I wouldn't be a crayon in the first place. I'd be a Mont Blanc.

21. FAVOURITE SMELLS?
Amor & Psyche ;)

22. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Chin aka Talent King (TK)

23. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON THAT TEXTED YOU?
Liren . . .

24. ARE YOU GAY?
...FML !!!

25. FAVOURITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
X-sports! Yeay!

26. HAIR COLOUR?
Black.

27. EYE COLOUR?
Dark brown.

28. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Yeap...

29. FAVOURITE FOOD?
Tropical Food! The good ol' Malaysian stuffs!

30. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Both!

31. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Transformers 2.. It was super awesomeness! ;)

32. WHAT COLOUR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Lime green

33. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Winter... Where there were snow, white snow..

34. HUGS OR KISSES?
Hugs! :)

35. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND TO?
Cute chicks with the ability to charm people under 1 second flatt! Hottt!

36. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Backstabbing fuckers. They're destined to rot in hell...

37. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
Haven't been doing any reading lately. Sigh :(

38. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
What's a mouse pad?

39. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
.....

40. FAVORITE SOUND(S)?
The sound of fart! hahaaa...

41. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
The Beatles!

42. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
The moon? I took a trip to moon about 130 dreams ago. Went there to ask Miss Sunshine out for lunch. She rejected me point blank though ;)

43. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
Does sleeping with eyes wide open counts?

44 WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Kluang, Johor, Malaysia...

45. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
Look at Question 18.

46. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?
Not applicable.

Copy and paste and put your own answers in. The purpose of this is to get to know your friends better and it's so much fun!

Tag 25 people to do the same thing.If I tagged YOU, it's because I want to know more about YOU!

Soup @ Salad?

every once in a while when we find ourselves in a fancy restaurant serving course meal menu and glade as old as 1817 champagne, the waiter/waitress will ask the inevitable but needed latter question for the appetizer following the main course etc etc...

recently i came across a very interesting...,-okayy let's drop the 'interesting' word here shall we ;)- post while blog-hopping.

the following is the exact aforementioned post :

I believe the world is divided into two kinds of people…those who order soup before their meal and those who order salad. I think the soup people should be hunted down like the filthy beasts they are, chopped into tiny, bacon-bit like pieces, then sprinkled on top of salads everywhere.I feel this way for several reasons.

First of all, most soups are disgusting. It’s like eating bits of hot, soggy food. Secondly, if the soup is too hot, then you burn both your tongue AND the roof of your mouth, hence rendering your taste buds useless for at least three days. Third, salad goes well with any season. It’s refreshing in the summertime and filling in the winter. Soup, on the other hand, is really only an acceptable food in the winter. I shudder to think what kind of person would voluntarily eat soup on a 90 degree day in July. Oh, the humanity!

In conclusion, salad people are an amazingly awesome God-like species and soup people are retarded pedophiles. If any soup people feel the need to leave a comment defending their disgusting life choice, I will find out where you live and throw scolding hot soup in your face. Thank you.

***

pathetic huh? duhh...

personally, i'm kinda a soup person so excuse my biasness in this issue ;) but hey! everyone's a something's person right so we gotta stand up and speak up for ourselves. :)

so here's my reply to the infamous post :

I believe there are 3 types of people out there... those who order soup before their meal, those who order salad and those who are are as retard as the bitch who bitched about other people ordering soup before their meal. I mean who gives a fuck if you order a bomb, a R2D2 robot or a rocket launcher for appetizer?? Get a life!

Personally I'm the kind of person who orders soup before my meal ;)The reason? Soups are just one word - great! - and nothing else matters. The tenderness, liquidness of it can easily slumbered one into one's realm of fantasies and unreal possibilities with just one slurp. As the rich and delegate stream or white/yellow/milk/brown/pink (?) goodness flows slowly into your mouth, you can feel the excitement burst out loud in one big box of orgasmic surprise that's in another box and other box and another box...

The season is just another reason why soup is always the best. Imagine the heat in summertime. Then think of the heat in the soup itself. Drooling already? The intense heat of the summer plus! the heat dissipating from the soup itself is the perfect combination for a sweaty meal. Slurping one sip at a time plus basically heating up you taste buds one shot at a time is another factor why the coming main course is gonna be super awesomeness! And you wondered why you lost your shirt after the meal? ;)

In conclusion, soup people are amazing individuals who knows when and how to work their magic out and strive for perfection. It's totally understandable why 'she' hates soup so much and bitch about it. Maybe it's because she was just raped by a bowl of soup! However, salad isn't that bad either for starters but hell, a definite landslide to the soup if you ask me! No offence kayy salad people :)

so the next time you find yourself in a fancy restaurant serving course meal menu and wicked champagne but before the waiter/ waitress walks up to you to greet you and ask you the mind blowing question, what's it gonna be?

soup...

or salad?

A Reward...

or not... i'm on the brink of lying down in my grave for eternity and all i care is whether or not i get to have my burger ;)

Locked Doors & Boring Healthcare Magazines

picture this :

you open your eyes. you're in a place so unfamiliar. so distanced yet felt so much like home. you're all alone. you're taken aback by your own presence there. and then. you starts to look around curiously. eagerism is all over your system. everything around is white. pure. from the bedsheets to the curtains of the looked window panes. to the door. to the one-piece jumper you're wearing. all of it does not make any sense at all. and the only familiar thing you can sense out is the smell of everything around you - the smell of medicine@! -you're in a hospital (?)

you're confused. you take a seat back on the other side of the bed. you look over your shoulder. you notice the stack of healthcare magazines on the bedpost. you pick one up. flip through the pages. the all made no sense at all. you pick up another one. trying to conclude the reason why you're in a hospital ward. you glance through all of them. they didn't provide you the answer you're looking for. then you get upset. angrily. you stand up and walk towards the door. you twist the knob and you find it locked. more confusions are going through you mind right now (?)

***
days passes by... unaware of anything, you're there for more than a week now. life in the quarantined room isn't exactly outgoing. everyday's is just like any other day. the nurse will deliver your meals through a 'bird hole' exactly at 8am, 12.30pm, and 7pm. once a twice, the doctors will come and examine every inch of your sick meat. you're basically a dead meat. huge one. waiting to rot. life seems meaningless to you already. eat, sleep and becoming some goddamn human experiment. but funny how, you feel comfortable.

couldn't picture it anymore? neither can I, but then...,
that's gonna be the life I'll be living in if I go to the doc NOW! FML :(

---Im offically downed with SWINE FLU FML---
--I came up with that conclusion myself ;)--

but but but.., I'll show you why :

Early Symptoms of Swine Flu :
1. Fever ( >38*C) *checked!*
2. Runny Nose * nothing so far, Thank God ;)*
3. Aggressive Coughing *CHECKED! FML*
4. Tiredness *checked...well, everyday also got de larr ;)*
5. Body Aches *checked...,but but maybe its because of my fucked up sleeping posie*
6. Breathing Difficulties *Nopieee :)*

heh, Im so dead right now. I cant even keep my head held up straight while tapping on the keyyyboardddd.. Im dead..if not soon FML

p/s : excuse the whole post. loads of typo and stuffs. I typed it all down with my head burning in an excess of 106 F ;)