Thursday, November 5, 2009

Change

I always hear this phrase "time changes everything". I had a lot of friends who didn't believe(or didn't wanna believe) in the sheer truth of this phrase. Well, I think I've been through a major change, in this past year. I've managed to lose some weight (yeah~!!), I'm a very different person to some people, which I thought I would stay the same to, in the past. I've become a little more homebody, I don't go out till late anymore.
I thought I could stay the same, I thought I was ok the way I was. Turns out I wasn't.
Dejection is the word. What more could someone ask from me? I wonder and curse. My perception towards certain people changed, I hope it was for the better. I tend to stay the hell away from people's affairs, in malay they call it "tepi kain orang". Other people's side of the cloth.
I was uneasy, I wasn't myself. The abrupt end in my attitude, thinking back, got me a little scared. What if I turn out to be an angry bastard, bent on so much anger that I hurt people I was supposed to care about? Though all in my mind, I managed to keep it down low. But as time passed, I got used to it, and found out I was a much happier person.

All these things I thought I couldn't change, I changed it. Looking back, damn, I wonder to myself "why didn't I do it earlier?" to save myself much hassle and disappointment. In time, everything changes. It's just a matter of when.

I changed so much, I could barely recognize myself anymore. But I'd like to think that it was all for the better. I need to be much more selfish. If I could.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Stoned

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You wake up from slumber, in a deep stupor. You don't know what woke you up, but sleepy, tired, stoned as you are, you can't fall asleep no more. You sit upright at the corner of your bed, eyes closed, brain halfway between a comatose state and a remember-thon. Slivers of memories regarding that person surfaces in your mind and submerges just as quickly. You vaguely remember that person's face in your stoned state, and that is all you can think of, with your mind blank as it is. Slowly, your mind's engine starts whirring, the face in your mind, sketchy at first, slowly begins to take shape. You open your eyes, you stare at nothing in particular, eyes glazed, but your mind is elsewhere.
You finally get awake enough to get ready for work, study, play, whatever the day has planned for you. You go to your destination, you do what you were supposed to do, and you go home. Throughout this entire process, that person is always at the back of your mind. You find out that you find everything and anything sorta relates to that person. You close your eyes for a painful moment, and you go on with your daily routine.

You finally go to sleep, in the middle of the silent night. And in the humming of the air conditioning unit installed right outside your closed window, in the deafening silence of the night, your thoughts once again, turn to that person, as you cry yourself to sleep once again, just like the many other nights before.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

In a club

You're in a club, over the limit by a little, and a song comes on that reminds you of that person. You freeze for a moment, your heart skips a beat, your eyes start to water, your insides start to turn. Your feelings run wild, you dance wildly for a brief moment, before the overwhelming sadness takes over your body, your strength, and your will. You fall down on your knees, weak from the sorrow that engulfed your whole being in that alcohol induced state that you are in. You shed tears of utmost sorrow that can only be felt during times like those. You get back on your feet, you wipe away those tears as a new song comes on, and you continue through the night, grabbing random people of the opposite sex, sexy dancing, hugging, kissing if possible. Just to forget that person.

You wake up mildly remembering what happened the night before, you are too stoned to think seriously about it. Halfway through the day, you start regretting what you did.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Staying strong

Everyone's philosophical nowadays..


Love hurts when you break up with someone.
It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you.
But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.


The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love
when he doesn’t intend to catch her fall


By Minzi

Girl, I've said everything there is to be said..But I promise you this, although I run out of words to make you feel better, you know I'm always here for you, a shoulder to cry on, a voice to listen to, an ear to borrow.

Stay strong Minzi dear.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

My Sacrifice

No pain no gain, they say.
But I'm in all the pain in the world...
yet I have yet to gain anything..

Oh well, doing it nonetheless, without any qualms, without any frowns. Cheery is the key, no matter how down the situation may seem. Smile and everything that's shitty goes to hell HAHA!

I'm in the worst pain everyday.
But I know I have everything to gain by enduring:)
This is my sacrifice.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Idiocy Combined

Following is a normal day-to-day conversation our friends always hold..

Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
i wana buy china ciggie n smoke
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
fuck
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
cheap~
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
damn suck la wei
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
ginseng
aahahhaahahah
daun pokok khatulistiwa
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
wtf
equatorial tree leaf?
mie lei geh
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
equatorial hotel
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
equation
earth quake
love shake
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
earthlings
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
teen shek
horny teens
hornet
bullet
cutlet
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
wat else?
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
butler
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
chocolate
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
sipadan
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
simpang renggam
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
langsung tak kena mengena
simpang pulai
ayam masak gulai
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
puak 24
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
dua kali empat
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
kari ayam betina
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
nasi babi jantan
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
mee badak rebus
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
kari kepala monyet
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
aku ketawa macam puki bodoh skarang
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
can i pls post this in my blog
HAHAHA
me too
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
HAAHAHAHAHHAAHAAHAHAA
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
im so posting this
HAHAHA
Jeffrey C k s - www.maisive.com.my says:
ahahaha
me too...i wana post in fb
It's just Kazu I'm Mr Solo Dolo says:
LOL

Friday, October 2, 2009

Love is a firework.

Love, is like fireworks. They cost a bomb, fatal / dangerous if handled incorrectly, addictive, you can live with or without it, but they add sparkle to our otherwise mundane life. Some people dislike it because of its shortlived glory, while others are awed by the splendour of the moment. Love is just like a firework, it needs but a spark to ignite, and a moment to go out. Love is like a firework, it consumes all of its energy to shine so bright, only to burn itself out at the end. Love is like a firework, although it shines brighter than any star in the endless night skies for one glorious moment and one moment only, it lasts in our hearts, and our memories forever. Love, is a firework.

Inspired by Wei Li's DP.