Bitches?

At last there are females in ma school(Engineering) Not that they ain't something to behold but, ehem....don't tap this. Been here for almost two years and the cummulative number of females that had ever attended a class together with me were two unfortunate malay girls who, I think must have been 'man-nerised' by now. Feel me?

That would be past-tense as I can spot some other damsels in ma school. They ain't in ma class though, but itz a welcome development. We even got as far as having two female lecturers (a Chinese and a Malay); but somehow, I pity the poor malay girl because, she appears to be punished by her employers.

How can they fix a timid girl who whispers in class to teach Electronic Circuits to a group of amore than 45noisy idiots on a go? Something really has to be done about this.

They both prove their gender by making us sign some class rules sheety thingy! Itz a kindda big contrast. The Chinese witch can get all the attention as she screams while delivering her MicroComputer Interfacing and Programming Bullshit. On the other hand, the Malay Electra might need a microphone and a bouncer while doing it.

I learnt the chinese girl is still a 'Miss'....could all the playas report to room 302 please?

"Behind it all"

"Behind it all"

290305 Earthquake - Ma version

...a distance ring slowly brought me back to the throes of reality. I turned over and picked the cell which usually sleeps by ma bed-side. Itz 12:36 am and I was fast asleep.....'what is this Sonofabitch calling me at this unholy hour of the day to say?'. For the benefit of doubt I reluctantly answered the thingy not knowing it was going to be the wake of a 3hour adventure.

He must have mumbled something about the buliding shaking and everybody in the Condo standing outside ....which sounded like he been drinking or I was dreaming. I hopped out of bed and went straight for the loo. Ma housemate had received a call too so this was a serious joke now. I took ma time in the bathroom, peeed, washed ma face as I wasn't seeing properly, took ma cell, ma wallet, ma passport and strolled outta ma unit until some buds beckoned me to widen ma pace....was it coming down forreal!

Inside the fully packed elevator, I saw young looking humans that looked more frightened than excited, some half claded in their night thingyz, some fully awake. I couldn't help but smile. Why should you be worried at nothing? Alarms rung out and doors banged as we journeyed to the ground floor. THis was mayhem! Enroute, the elevator halted and an old woman in wheel chairs surfaced with her maid and Gosh! they had too board the thing too. There couldn't be enough space for all so somebody had to out! Ma naughty mind started reverating..."if this was a life-dead situation, who should be allowed to go on and live? Is this the old woman who is apparently waiting to kick the bucket or would it be the youths who occupied 99.9% of the lift? Let your pummeled conscience sing!

Shoulder-walking one of ma housemates who surprisingly lost his ability to do it towards the entrance, we were greeted by a hive of frightened, anticipating phone- calling tenants numbering to a few thousands who not surprisingly became interested in knowing why one of us wasn't walking. We could have cooked up something but we smiled and kept walking.

With vehicles, humans, mosquitos, cats all over the place, we had to squeeze our way through to find a spot. Some over zealous, over-their-head dudes heightened the fright when they supposingly trying to allay it. Information is a very powerful tool, If you relay it wrongly, you get more confused reactions than is neccessary. When people could not accertain what this dude was trying to put across, - apologies to his soon-to be fixed grammar, another dude voluntrily gave his own speech atop his voice is Chinese (the Indians, Malays and Africans must have understood either as there were no more translations.) Were this guys excited about talking over the loudspeaker to a two thousand people audience?...tsk

...Till now, we are not able to place the reason why this passionate security personnels had to wake us at 12:36am to evacuate our warm beds to fry outside. A rumour sprang out that there was an earthquake in the whole of malaysia. Some people admitted to hearing or feeling the "trembling" of the apartment while doing thier business. This is truly wack!That being the case, were we safer crowding within falling range of a 18 storey apartment? The only good thing that occured as a result of this unfortunate incidence is that, the "Ramly" burger vendor and neighbouring Gas stations had very good flow of early morning partrons and must have 'sold-out!'

Plus, why didn't someone tell me that there were these much pretty girls staying in this Condomenium? Those that couldn't have the grace to jump outta bed-clothes came out thus. Shirtless men could be counted as well. Figure this out! Some people wanted to go back to this soon to be crashed buillding if only they could savage their cell phones, passports, wallets and the likes.....crazy world. The true value of materialism was manifested right here.

Someone said the Fire-guyz were alerted and that they were making their way to tell us when we can go in for the building to crash on us. They must have had difficulty locating our crib but when they arrived 2hours later and ordered us to go back to bed, the old house had not come tumbling down. ....'abbracadabra'!

Tried to catch up on ma sleep as I had to get up early for college. Thought I was going to have a little bit of 'mares before slipping-away....nah! I forgot about life the minute I hit ma bed again. I must have seen some people leave with bags after the panaroma...don't tell me they sleeping out tonight.

I am not pyscho, I just didn't see the need for a night drama. There was an earthquake yeah! and we were fortunate enough not to be dumped. The reaction by people courtesy of our 'wonderful' security guards was in ma opinion simply ill-meant and more dangerous....."Be anxious for nothing but with prayer and thanksgiving, make ya requests known unto God"- the Holy book.

...Keep talking!

Sunday could have been said to be a good day for many reasons. Most importantly, as much as people will want to dispute on this, itz the resurrection morning!

Church was great and the Food ranging from rice to chocolates to to coffee to colored eggs afterwards at the Oksenholt's was so satiating. At a point we had stopped eating and commenced feeding ourselves...'twas so appealing.

Either the glycogen in the chocolate or the caffiene in the coffee must have had itz toll on us cos' at a point every body begun to get intellectual. We thought we were talking but 'blabbering' would have defined the situation.

Of a sudden, I came up with this question, 'what is the difference between talking and speaking?'; you bet I heard lots of stories from both young and old. Before giving dictionary definitions, it is worthy of mention the various responses I triggered from this 'rhetorical' question.

Cristine: "When talking, you are just talking"....I completed her sentence by adding - When speaking, you are just speaking.

Iris: Speaking has to do with the tongue whereas talking can be done without the tongue(supossedly).

Russ: Why do we call a speaker Speaker when it can actually sing or ring too?

Ricardo: When talking, you don't know what you are saying or going to say but speaking has to do with an audience - a kindda prepared speech.

Me: I think talking is just spontaneous whereas speaking has to with communicating to people. We've only got Speakers not Talkers huh!

Other irrational responses had to do with "talking to people but speaking to somebody" I guess. Does God talk or speak? Do we talk on the phone or speak on the phone? That was another wonderful query that popped up. The answers given here contradicts itself so fcuk it!

You are going to see the futility of man's wisdom and intellectuality here but it is worth the trouble aight? The dictionary is supossed to solve language problems but it seems to confuse us amuch regarding certain issues. Browsing through The Oxford Student's English Dictonary, I came across some cool craps that might have sounded like this;

Talk: to say or to "speak" something

Speak: to talk or say something

I summarised thus, "when you are talking, you are just speaking, when you are speaking, you are just talking". ain't it?

Isn't this contradicting? I know I am just trying to showcase ma fooly here but itz all good, I had some crappies to jot about didn't I?

I'll leave the questions for comments if any body dares to express your un-knowledge of THE langauge. What is the difference between speaking talking?...tsk...stupid question.

There was not an hint of digression in that piece I swear! plus I did very silly things like playing soccer with some homeys from 8pm to about 10:26pm. I was silly as I played ma trainers out and resorted to playing with ma socks on. That did not stay long either..I ended up playing bare footed. It was so fun that I forgot about life's many problems for thousands of seconds.

Report...

Yesterday a vry busy day at the later part of it. I wish it had remained the same from dusk. I was not doing any compulsory thing but I missed ma first bus to training and felt so bad about it. It wasn't a bad day, I would disagree. I eventually got to training at 7:40something but the coach still fielded me. I had the best game in a long while.

An x-rail picked me up and sent me alongside other kpods to church to practice some stunts for sunday. I did enjoy that as well! Back home, there was this looming surprise. One 'o ma dwags is leaving for the states, and dropped by to give peace to the homies. Itz so amazing, he got his visa from malaysia even as a foreigner. A jack of spirit drained down our oesophagus as we talked about nothing. Apparent the last time we'd meet here in Asia....Nu York city here we come!

I can't believe I am late for training today again. This may be owing to the fact that I slept pretty late last night. I jumped outta bed straight into ma clothes and bounced to college in hope to hike a ride there but...tsk. The next ride'd be moving by 9:41am and I would have been 41 minutes late for the shit. It is kindda funny ma whole sleep regime thingy. Sometimes, I just can't find ma center to relax, other times, I droop like an hare. Hey! I'd better get outta here..I got to ride.....peace!

Good Friday!

Isn't it Good Friday today? I can't believe that it almost slipped ma memory. There are many things that I still have to get adjusted to and re-adjust again when I opt to out this teritory. I was flinching around and lost sight of the fact that something very serious and important is going on througout the world.

To Christians and Un-Christians, Easter should not need much explanations. It spells out very cleary in the social calendar and doesn't need to be over-emphasied. It is a period when Jesus Christ had to pass through the orgies of a criminal's death just to make a statement - that he wasn't really out to proclaim himself as the "King of the Jews" but to make atonement, a rather costly adventure.

Good friday, a name that contradicts itz meaning is the beginning of the end of the orgies he had to pass through, a time when he had to be nailed to a cross!- This for whatever reasons. Why call a day that some innocent dude was hanged on a cross to die a shameful death? What a mysterious name. I would have called it 'Bad Friday!' Bad things happenned to a good guy. What a world? Doesn't sound like something that should be termed 'celebration' does it?

In other parts of the world, itz a period that hardly goeos un-noticed but here, I almost forgot! Forgive me Father! Had it not been for the fact that I went to CF, I would probably remember this only much later in the day I guess.

What about this Easter egg thingy? Is Easter about eating eggs? we shall talk about this strange tradition mush later.

Trying to vindicate maself of the guilt of wasting the while day doing nothing, I resorted to many kindda things. Asked around college for part-time jobs for lazy students and I thank God that the people I approached were somewhat helpful. Letz hope something poops-up.

Men I have't enjoyed studying the way I am doing lately. Don't say me to be a good student cos' I am not! I learnt so many things today of which I am so grateful to God. Do good things happen on Good Fridays?

...renovating

Perspiration...pardon!...Inspiration is what I draw from folks and I often hold this unique humans in high esteem. Itz like a poke to do something that you should have done but were too lazy to get your ass working.
Blogging for me has just been cuming in here to post shit which as wierdly as it might sound is one of ma hobby and nothing else. I started taking things to the next level since I saw Desriee's blogspot. It is comprised of the many things that I had intended to include ma "spot". Like an antidote for some deadly disease I siezed the opportunity.
I hurried into college today only to find out that all ma classes for today had been cancelled.. Fcuk! These wonderful people make wonderful decisions at wonderful times and it just keeps me wondering about the wanderings I have to do instead.
Went up to the library and spent quality time online learning. I sourced for the codes and over-hauled ma blogspot, added on a lotta stunts - a chatter box, counter,....thanks to Desriee, you are such an inspiration. I really learnt how to do a lot of stunts with alphanumeric codes and I couldn't be more happier that I learned even when I should have been leaning. There are many changes that I am going to make to ma 'spot' so it looks more like an engineer's and techy..'na mean?
I normally pay tributes to ma perspirators so Denzel darling, I ma think of how to make it even. Hope we learn more and become better, smarter blogsphobiacs....hows that? Check her out at www.asighofrelief.blospot.com and see some shit about New Media Arts. Think shez got some serious shit there. Gotta go grab lunch before I forget......................stay learned, stay alive.

Tautology

Another challenging day commenced and is almost 'demmencing'. Thank God I was a key player today. I enjoyed ma sleep and woke up fresh this morning, something I have not done in a very long while. I had this affinity for study that really enthralled me, I did not just want to study, I enjoyed every bit of new things I learnt. After Fu stirred us up with new and challenging 19topics to deal with in order to be eligible to get the damn certificate next year, I thought it wise if I can, to study ahead of the lecturer . I admit that he is one of the best tutors here but his theory of "apples" makes me hungry than it makes me wiser. It kindda makes more sense when I have a feel of what hez saying.

I learnt a whole new topic and ma own and even did some things that are excluded from ma syllabus. Little wonder why I slept so satisfied at 2.09am - I could have gone farther. For the past couple of weeks, I have been sleeping until 'sleep comes no more' but today, I woke up feeling like I should drop-back into bed. This kindda feeling really makes me properly 'cocked' for the day. I was going to be late if I did not prepare in a jiffy but I took out time to communicate with ma maker. All-set, I am in college.

Fu kicked us from dawn to noon but we could have taken more when he said for the class to be adjorned. Looks like the day has ended so early as the other classes might be post-poned for reasons God-knows why. I have always loved learning. What trips me is that these 'big' maths that I use to see ma senors struggle with is not so difficult anyway! Call that ma approach towards it and you will be damn right. Nothing is impossible if you put your mind into it.

Yeap! Often times I post real shit on this site and wonder who would be stupid enough to want to read this 'crapped' life storyz. I think I might change ma mind about that. I find it difficult to categorise ma blog as itz 're-mix'...yeah! I think that might be the title. I write what I feel like writing - freestylez huh!

Sometimes, I never think that people would drop-in to see the events of ma life on print but, for the benefit of doubt, I rethinked. This is not going to happen in the magnitude 'ne longer as I gat six subjects to claim A's from. I would have said pray for me but I already said it yesterday..blah..blah..blah, I hate this tautology....Peace out!

...Plus....Denzel..nah!....Desriee...you better not believe every crap you behold in here girl, ..they are so untruly-true..hmm

Shitting again...

Going to college today was just a formality. I did not expect much to happen even though they scheduled our classes to start officially today. Took ma time and breezed into college at ma own sweet time. Amidst hopes and frays I went up to the board to see ma results. I couldn't! Itz all good that ma grades was blurred with correcting fluid for owing some change for last semester. I could still see them A's using ma magic "hulla badda boomps". I was kindda startled at the number of people that wants to know what 'Ub' grades were...Thank God they were so dissapointed. All the chinese niggas in ma class flocked to ask about ma shit and I told them to see the board! The time table came out this morning so the first class was dis-functional. I had no other class until 3pm. Gotta hang around and do shit to pass time because, I can't go back and come back and I wouldn't want to miss the first class of the semester which happens to be ma favorite - Fu's.

At a point I slipped into one of those moments when I desire to be left alone to do some serious thinking, the time where random thoughts come in and could prove useful. Some tanned assed nigga really defined ma thoughts though for this moment. He cooked up this cock-and-bull story about our fees being increased by more than 80% without informing us in writing before-hand. Knowing ma college's affinity for money and their wish to make high turnovers in Bursar-Malaysia, I swallowed it like a bitter pill and could admit that thoughts about changing college re-surfaced and clouded ma horizons for a fraction of seconds. I could be more useful somewhere else. Nah! I am here and I am going to make the most of it. Not even a 100% increase would make me scared of the future of ma education....not that I got it all figured out - somebody elsewhere does. You should see how I felt like strangling this dude when I found out he was telling the un-truth. I am surprised at the ease that I give in to this guys games...I think hez gifted cos' hez gat me a couple of times but I wouldn't learn.

The first class was cool, Fu gave us a list of 19 topics to be covered this semester....sounds scary but I ma keep ma head up high like before and know that this is ma last level in Eng. maths for the diploma level. The God who saw me through all the three levels with A's without much sweat is still alive....hah!

Made some brief introductions for a couple 'o minutes and we were excused to bounce for the day.....see what I waited donkey hours for? With nothing much else to do here and the fact that I have to stay on in college till 6.40pm, I resorted to hanging around in the cafe with kpods - something I so not want to do this semester. I pray God gives me something beneficial and useful to do with the rest of ma useless times. But, at least I still have the time to post this shit and listen to some cool vibes blast ma ears over the internet. I think knowing part of what I gotta study now, I better be off to the 'Cold-room' of ma precious-beloved college and pretend to study. Pray for me!

La 'amour!

Good things happened yesterday. I mean really good things. Said about ma moods in college? Yup I went down later to give love to the playas, things don't really wanna change do they? Got this consuming lunch and ermmm....loitered around for some while. I noticed some spectacular. I was always on time. It may seem like I wasted a bit 'o time but I happened to always be right there when it happened...I screwed-up though....not too bad.

Jacked in the library for a couple of seconds before signing out the Circuit analysis text to drink at home. Stopped by the Comp. lab and didn't leave till 'bout 9pm. Out of the blues, Lizzy came on line from home and we yapped a couple 'o minutes. People I wouldn't expect to help did me great favors and I had surprising replies to emails.

Spotted this 'sweet-thing' fiddling with the keyboard in some other lab, went over and....dammit! scared the living daylights outta her....not ma intentions, ma bad! Well she was leaving 'newayz so we hit-it. Goodbyez weren't goodbyez cos' I got damn scared too....like she was planning it, I heard this car stop-by on ma way home and asked if I would love a ride. Geez! she got me! Had no idea she was on wheels....tsk....thot she be kidding but we chatted about nothing and she sent me right to ma door! Hmmm..I call this being nice...bless you girl.

Not wanting to spoil the moment, I headed straight for the bed. This was really something to sleep on - a perfect ending to a great day. How wrong I was! I never got to do it until 'bout 3am....don't ask me what I was doing all the while. Tried jacking ma books but I was lost in a trance. There are many things that I would xchange for this memory.

Think I am in love? whooah!

First shot

Itz the first day in college for a new semester and though nothing really happens on such days in college, I make it a point of duty to be in school the first day. It is az ritual that works, I loiter around, see nu foxes and vixens, and if neccesary, prepare the environment for an exciting semester.

Strolled into college and wasn't really feeling like 'giving love' to the playa-hatas so I headed straight to the library for whatever reasons. Kindda feeling down but itz all good.

It wasn't a bad idea; as if I was so hungry to start studying again - you know this extra-serious ones, I loaded three Electric circuits texts and rummaged through them. I learnt and invaluable lesson and once and for all treated some burning issues that I would have otherwise crammed.

Don't hope to blog much here today but in the good faith I need to do this today being the start, perhaps, I could draw 'perspiration' to continue in the subsequent days of the semester. Things might get tardy and I might be overtaken with lotta stuffs....na mean?

Itz gonna be another 4 months of fun, I thank God so much for last semester. Though it wasn't much fun. I think I am gonna be able grab all the 'As' that there was. I am not even bothered to go check it up this time as I know what to expect. Just hope I keep the faith this time and prove ma critics damn wrong.

I am giving it a good early shot and have stated what I want....thatz exactly what I am hoping to get, nothing less..peace out!

Shit

Letz just do this so it won't be like i din't. Ma life is undergoing extensive renovation so have patience if things ain't what you think them to be..they will be soon.

I am happy, not that I should be...I just choose to be. This is something that I do regardless of what the fcuk you think...or feel..or thing you feel. Don't make no sense does it? thatz what I ma talking 'bout.

I am parambulating because I am not in the mood to write 'ne serious shit today. The are tons to cloud ma mind but...too bad, it'll have to wait. Good things are supposed to happen today, don't know why they are taking long to come around. I ma wait until ma change comes.

Kinnda happy im gonna do some balls today...that could be a bit of change for a ritorous week that was filled with sleepness nights, long hours on the net listening to some cool Gospel shit, and lazying around bugging people and having them bug me asswell.

Yu ain't feeling me are you?......nah! you don't have to. Thatz the way I ma feeling too...dizzy dizz....shitty shit....#@$^%#*$!?...hahahahahahaha..................

rambulations

....slumberred into this very bad mood in the very early of the day. Seemed like the whole world was on ma shoulders. I am supossed to smile in the face of problems so don't preach to me - nah! I think 'lmost every one could tell I was passing through hell from a distance and, as I would like it, they left me to sort out things by myself while offering the "troubles don't last always" bullshit. Troubles have thier way of coming in 'quantums' but don't joy always come in the morning?

I really felt like crying but the tears won't stream. I really felt hurt, I have been through worse things in life but for once, I could feel the fear, the uncertainty of tommorrow coulded my view. All I could envision was 'When will things ever work out right for me'. I seldom sulk but when I do, it spurs me up and tells me that having no one around you to laugh and cry with yu doesn't mean that no one cares; having no change in your pocket don't mean you are broke. This is ma game, I ma put maself together and forge ahead.

Wanting to focus ma strength on positive things, I talked to Jesus and resorted to watching TV. Itz kind of cute to know that while I am out there looking for buddies, someone's standing by and saying 'do you mind company?'. Oft I just tell him to mind his business and regret it afterwards. Things sorted itself out with such speed to ma amazement.....and I could never be more thankful to ma 'bestest' friend who clicks with me for no obvious reasons.

I learnt very important lessons through ma ordeal, not that it hasn't ever crossed ma mind but I admit that I let the cares of this life overcome ma jugdement...ma bad! I just needed to live in the now and let God sort out tommorrow...that shouldn't be any of ma business. I just have to give Him the charge to do that. Itz extremely amazing what wonders this can do. Just become carefree! My tongue also was cautioned. Many of the situations that I am in is a function of what I said in the past and I repented. How I feel does not determine the outcome of ma situation but what I say - Tongue.

So, I'll be watching it now...might be tough seeing the society I am located but that will make it more fun. I ma stay tight and strong no matter what the valleys I have to tred. I'll pull maself together and know that no situation in life is permanent. Life in itself is an endless aimless struggle so I should not expect anything less. Having under-used my tongue for somewhile, speak the word and let it be....isn't this god?

Smiles

Smiles either stolen or natured

what wonders thou would create

Smiles when healing or hurtin'

so rejuvenating, it leaves no scars

Fake that smile even when lips crack

nah' let it glimmer if freely it comes

for wonders are laden on itz wings

and, of't amany laughs it ignites

let that sparkle light a fire in anothers'

Will that glitter to glow into the soul

'Tis the little window that accesses a room,

...the store to a mine of possibilities

stolen or free, don't shut this window,

for out of this 'Shine' is a source of life.

-Ub

Ecstasy

Sat back and thought about the meaning of life, something I do when I am either down or dangerously happy. I tried to cost real happiness - what is the worth of a smile? Questions came coming but answers strayed so I apply 'option 2' - sleep over it. This is not foul-proof though.

What is life?

why do we have the ups and downs?

Why do some people suffer so much while others party?

Why are good guys oustrasized in preference to bad dudes?

Why are the rich richer and the poor poorer?

Why is there so much prejudice when we all stem from the same 'cunt' - Eve's

Why am I asking this questions?

Why...?

Why...?

Why...!

There is something I like about solitude, I am more alert and productive when I am solo. I perform better in the midst of chicks and challenges though..this is ma saving grace. People mistake ma solitudes for boredom and it hurts me when this disrupt some cool thoughts and mind travel expeditions but itz all good. I love being around friends to a fault.

Lately, I took to reading stuffs. This is something I learnt from ma elder sister. Reading novels ranging from romance thingys to things-that-you-can't-imagine thingys. Kindda became a habit to read things that I am not gonna get a 'A' for. When there ain't nothing to read, I take to reading stocks, ma friends wonder if I study the newspapers. Being a Jack of all trade and master of some. THis has thought me very many cool things about life that I feel like I can be anything, do anything if I just put ma back and faith into it.

Life in this part of the world has made me so lazy and guilty. I feel that everyday, I am wasting so much valuable time that I would have used in impacting in other lives. Seeing that everything is meant for a purpose, I see the positive side of it while hoping for a change. I only play with ma mind when I feel Iam bored, try to feed it with data that proves to be just useful oftentimes. This I do just to decieve it that I can do much without buds and money - you can imagine the depth of un-truth in this phrase.

Took a clue of ma predicament and reasoned how many people I see in a day that are just faking a smile. This I thought to be evil - Why smile if you are hurting? Itz just a game of deceiving others that all is well when it ain't. But look at it in the light. You are not only bringing succour to ailing hearts, you are telling the world "look, I can still smile despite life". This is so refreshing so I thought. Preaching through your actions that there ain't no flood of problems that can drown a smile. This is the real magic! People see you from afar and think - Hmm..hez living a good life but when they come closer they see the opposite. 'Why the hell does he keep grinning they ask?' I think this will be as simple to some as it is a mystery to others.

Reading this book about the history of God has taught me more about the level of futility of human wisdom. The more we yearn for it and think we have arrived, the more we realise how stupid and foolish we are becoming. If somebody created you and everything you've got around you, don't you think that trying to think in his thoughts will demand his grace? or am I bullshitting again?.....

I try to do something when I am at ma peak so I don't feel so unfulfilled afterwards, I Just scribbled this Poeima(Smiles) here right here so I don't forget. Check it out in ma blog. Plagiarise if you may, it did not cost me a sen to pen it.

When you think act, if you can't, scribble it. Fate has it in a way that you might need this 'thought' sometime.

whatz fun?

I couldn't be more excited today..I can't really place why. I was wakened by the dumb guy screwing some sh#t in ma upper floor and disturbing ma sweet dreams but somehow I didn't get so pissed. Got outta bed, did ma rituals, turn up the radio and listened to some cool sh#t blast ma ears off while I flipped and did ma hair...fun huh! you bet! MUSIZ, it all has a way of flipping ma moods.

Got into the shower and took ma time..I think Iam either very bored or I am becoming a 'Water-Monger'.....tsk..what has become of me?....I ma gotta see the bill when it comes in next. That was a l'll bit of digression though. finding something simple to wear to college was not a big fuzz, I hopped into the third baff I tried on and 'tip-top, tip-top' off to college I ma gone.

No mails have still come in from 'nebody so I listen to someonline music before 'offing' to CF. For the first time in many months, I enjoyed it. I think it is probably because it was a discussion series and I was in the mood to talk. Talk and I did. Lunch was good too amdist complementing ma 'skinny' bod. Don't know what wrong with these 'sians.

Ma folks are really getting me kindda worried. They 'aven't called or tried to reply ma mails and I an't good no more...things are getting down but I can see light at the end of the tunnel. I have enough troubles to let down ma guard and cry but I ain't gonna tear, I ma stay strong as I always have, I got a pillar where 'ai can draw strength from...ain't nothing better than that!

I had the courage to chat up some crush...dn't tap this guys, I kindda have this thing for this shorty but should I just throw caution to the wind and do what I gotta do? I mdon;t have to wait for no tanned sister to come along....I could pretend shez one...plus...she got hot 'dactyls..sssshhhh!

I ma figure out what to do with the remaining part of today. I could just sit in the comp. lab. amd blast ma ears off to some good cool Gospels like I am doing just now. I feel kindda in the mood to do some songing and flipping now aha!

I will be going fpr soccer training late in the day and later Hans might take me to practise some stunts with him...sounds like a busy day huh!..Nah! I feel so lazy and guilty, letz pray and believe this kpods are gonna let me do some job here...I am afraid I might grow older than ma age like this. Now, I got serious sh#t blasting ma olfactory lobes and I gotta conncentrate to groove to it....DAMN!...this here is GOOD!.........

Kicks

I thought I knew fairly much about balls...football to be particular. I am not very much of a spectator but a participant. I found out much recently that there is so much that I don't know about the game.

I watched a premiership match between ma baby - Arsenal and Portsmouth and there was this particular scene where a defender made a back-pass and the poor goalie couldn't tamed the leather so he had to safe it with his hands right in the 'box'...then the whistle blew. Now, thatz very normal. What was not normal was that it wasn't a penalty kick. They call it a 9 point direct free kick. Right inside the penalty area, the players were all line up to guard the post while the opponent team had to take a shot to score.

I would say it is very dangerous but easy to score at that location seeing the goalie is kindda displaced and the players can get the ball with the hand nah! the dude just bloated the ball away.

I went into the global village to look up types of free kicks and I was surprised at what I learnt. The following clip is jacked from one of the ultimate football website...don't call the cops now!

Types of Free Kicks
Free kicks are either direct or indirect.

For both direct and indirect free kicks, the ball must be stationary when the kick is taken and the kicker does not touch the ball a second time until it has touched another player.

The Direct Free Kick
if a direct free kick is kicked directly into the opponents' goal, a goal is awarded
if a direct free kick is kicked directly into the team's own goal, a corner kick is awarded to the opposing team

The Indirect Free Kick Signal
The referee indicates an indirect free kick by raising his arm above his head. He maintains his arm in that position until the kick has been taken and the ball has touched another player or goes out of play.

Ball Enters the Goal
A goal can be scored only if the ball subsequently touches another player before it enters the goal.
if an indirect free kick is kicked directly into the opponents' goal, a goal kick is awarded
if an indirect free kick is kicked directly into the team's own goal, a corner kick is awarded to the opposing team

Position of Free Kick

Free Kick Inside the Penalty Area
Direct or indirect free kick to the defending team:
all opponents are at least 9.15 m (10 yds) from the ball
all opponents remain outside the penalty area until the ball is in play
the ball is in play when it is kicked directly beyond the penalty area
a free kick awarded in the goal area is taken from any point inside that areaIndirect free kick to the attacking team:
all opponents are at least 9.15 m (10 yds) from the ball until it is in play, unless they are on their own goal line between the goalposts
the ball is in play when it is kicked and moves
an indirect free kick awarded inside the goal area is taken from that part of the goal area line which runs parallel to the goal line, at the point nearest to where the infringement occurred Free Kick Outside the Penalty Area
all opponents are at least 9.15 m (10 yds) from the ball until it is in play
the ball is in play when it is kicked and moves
the free kick is taken from the place where the infringement occurred

Infringements/Sanctions
If, when a free kick is taken, an opponent is closer to the ball than the required distance:
the kick is retaken If, when a free kick is taken by the defending team from inside its own penalty area, the ball is not kicked directly into play:
the kick is retakenFree kick taken by a player other than the goalkeeper If, after the ball is in play, the kicker touches the ball a second time (except with his hands) before it has touched another player:
an indirect free kick is awarded to the opposing team, the kick to be taken from the place where the infringement occurred * (see preface) If, after the ball is in play, the kicker deliberately handles the ball before it has touched another player:
a direct free kick is awarded to the opposing team, the kick to be taken from the place where the infringement occurred* (see preface)
a penalty kick is awarded if the infringement occurred inside the kicker's penalty area

Free kick taken by the goalkeeper
If, after the ball is in play, the goalkeeper touches the ball a second time (except with his hands), before it has touched another player:
an indirect free kick is awarded to the opposing team, the kick to be taken from the place where the infringement occurred* (see preface) If, after the ball is in play, the goalkeeper deliberately handles the ball before it has touched another player:
a direct free kick is awarded to the opposing team if the infringement occurred outside the goalkeeper's penalty area, the kick to be taken from the place where the infringement occurred* (see preface)
an indirect free kick is awarded to the opposing team if the infringement occurred inside the goalkeeper's penalty area, the kick to be taken from the place where the infringement occurred * (see preface)

http://www.fifa.com/fifa/handbook/laws/law.13.frame.html

He knows that he knows not can be safed but he that knows not that he knows not is doomed.....where do I stand now?

bi-annual shearing - it works!

I did it! Yup the 9th of march saw me clipping off ma glory. It was so fun to do. I really needed this change but was kindda waiting until ma birthday. It happened sooner than I thought - thanks to boredom and adventures.

Not wanting to blame anyone for doing it badly, I took ma shearers and began the clipping game. Within matters of minutes, I was through....hahahah. I couldn't help laughing at maself alone It was like a weight was taken off ma frame. Letz see if buddies see the change immediately....nah!...I think that ma real friends are the ones that will take notice the minute they see me - the ones that look at me a little bit too closely.

Aight, I quit babbling about hair-cuts afterall, everyone gets one now and then. But methinks it is worth celebrating. People seldom keep their glory for more than two months in where I come from. It grows messy and takes time and effort to take care of. I defied all the yaps and jinx and kept it for 21 months straight! Many thanks to the ill-trained shearers that Msia harbours and the fact that ma mum isn't here(she would have disowned me if I didn't get a cut)....nah! but I kept the faith. I want to take it to a freaky level - keep the remains. It is all tangled up though....perhaps sell it off at ebay sometimes later. Let the auction begin! wher' yu bald guys at?

Can't beleive how much I talked about that crap. I could say more though but I gotta do something more 'portant.....don't you think?

Lazy-tories

Itz a Monday! I got into the shower and took pixels of ma hair, itz the last time I might see it like this. I am going to shave forreal! It been like a year and nine months since a razor ever touched ma hair. Done with contemplating whether to or not-to. I need to look different for sometime....not so different though I might get to making nu friends as old ones might not recognise me 'nemore.

While figuring out what to do with the remaining hours of today and getting ma plans mapped -out, Mohd said he was going to college and I hopped into the cab with him. Whatz the use staying home 'newaysz?

Itz a good thing that I did come to college even though I am supossedly on holidays. Met up with a couple of buds and kpods. Ma Gosh! Kristin's knee got worse after she sprained it in the park yesterday. Shez got to use crutches....poor thing! Thatz why it is good to be black y'all....hahaha.

Itz a lazy day, so I ma be as lazy as ma lazy black ass can get. Gave peace to the people and forwarded to the comp lab. from where I am putting this shit on the binary.

Met Daenielle today, shez getting lovelier by the day...wonder whoz doing the magic 'newayz. We yapped for a while and she gave me some inspiration...DAMN!...the lass like scored like straights in all the six semesters shez been here.....tsk - Director's list! not an easy task...Gosh! I envy you girl.

I am not going to bother about checking ma results this time, I can envision what it is gonna be like. I just hope they give me the damn scholarship and not start considering the fact that I got a tanned ass. I thank God that I lived 85% of ma educational dreams the previous semester. Tommorrow's a better day.

I am getting bored now, I gotta out and do something more fun like,........Talk.

Reporte et' un

A nu week started in style. I am always awake way before I really should be. On this sunday morning, I readied to go to church. Donned in ma trad gear, Grete fetched me to church. It was quite cool, I got to play the conga and sing intermittently( I sucked but...ssshh. they thought I did pretty well).

In this baby church that barely got itz name today, there were a handful of nationalities - Norwegians, Mexcicans, Nigerians, Phillipinos, French, Danish and of course Malaysians. I think the church should have been called international church rather. It does have a cool name though - POEIMA CHRISTIAN CENTRE. I have always loved babies so I hope to be around this kid and help it grow!

Service ended and we were munching some cool cake and sipping away our juices, fellowshipping and taking shots. Next destination was the Oksenholt's at Bandar Utama. We had a very sumptous lunch courtesy of this nice family....bless 'em.

The rest of activities that went on left me wondering 'cos, I was not home until dusk. Hungout with Pablo-this mexican guy, J, Sandra and the Oksenholts. It was really fun seeing I was doing nothing at home. Did a lot of stunts and was branded 'African Magician!'...Yeah! They said I could do anything seeing I got a tanned ass.

Hans invited us for dinner and we talked afterwards till late in the night when he sent me and Pablo home. As much as I hate to admit it, I had so much fun and I wish the day did not end so fast. Itz been a while since I have been with family and it makes me miss mama so much.

Itz either this holidayz gonna be fun or it just played a fast one on me. I can only hope for the worst.

.....Pacesout.

The beginning of the end

You might'nt belives this but Itz kindda true. The reason for my not blogging for a season is because I forgot ma user name....or was it the password?

I dun know what magic I did to loggin in today......that was after chatting with Daenielle. As much as I am in, I ain't outting.

YeasH! I was kindda busy for quite some while, SHit happenned and it did! There might be nothing much to write about last semester because it was over sooner than I imagined. I thank God it did.

Last semester ended for me officailly on friday the 4th March, after ma maths lecturer Mr. Fu fcuked me up. Itz all good, I had ma share of the booty in the tests and mid-terms so I am on the safe side.

It was not so merry but I would agree that is has been ma most serious semester though it was a short one. I am saying that because I could like really study for hours in the library and at home and wouldn't get much distracted. I am not always like this. Last semester I lost ma scholarship opportunity to a "C" so this time with three subjects, I thought I could just make it all "A's" not minding ma unseriousness in class. I took to fcuking around during Mr. Krishna's boring classes and studying everthing else on ma own prior to tests and exams and it almost worked!

I am excited that I did not fare so badly though I did not attend the perfection I needed in ma grades. Kindda wanted to score 3.99 in maths III but owing to the final shit! I don't know what gonna happen.

I could go on babbling about nothing but, I gotta pause here to catch some breath. I am supposed to have a two-week holiday but I dunno how thatz gonna be so special seeing every single day here is an holi-day for me. If I survive the lonelidays, I will holla...peace out!