New Thangs

Behold olds 'thangs' have passed away, .......all things have become 'nu'.

The end of a rather excitng holiday has ended. Officially my quest for knowlegde resumes. Had my first class which was aight, letz just hope things remain the way it is or better.

New Lecturers, new shortyz, new studs and I feel so old. There was this Technology club thingy in school and I seem kindda interested. Finally, I ma beginning to feel that I ma in college. The new lectuerers know how to deliver and everything seems kinnda exciting in the now. Went into ma first class 30minutes late but that wouldn't stop me from garnering all the knowlegde that there was to disperse, I was appointed the Class Rep. again! The MicroComputer lecturer did not wait for the students to elect this time. Responsiblities.

I have to keep this one short. The best is always saved for last or later. Tag along. I have not made any resolutions for the year or semester which is amazingly a short one; but, I have definitely sworn to change. Whether it is for the best or worse, I leave ma playas and hattas to spot the difference. Point is, a change must be eminent.

I had not done so well in my last semester's report. Not even the fact that I happened to be one of the five(5) students that were privilegded to have more than two(2)A's, could make me happy. The fact that I lost my scholarship to a 'B' is most discouraging, but,...itz all good.

I just pray that this short one be at least, exciting.

Got to study smart, work hard and play hard. Thatz ma theme for the semester so help me God. .................paces out.

Prayer

Hello people.

The end of the year approaches but nothing ain't happening here. It has been the most exciting holiday that I have ever experienced. Friends gone away, family far away. Itz been about sleeping and waking, eating and getting hungry, watching films and acting some myself. I can only thank God for keeping me alive..giving me life. I think thatz the best thing thatz happening to me this holiday....that I am living.

If I were to say only one prayer for this whole year, I would pray; God let this holiday leave me in one peace. Amen.

Bu - bye!

Goodbye to you my dearest friends....as much as I wish we didn't have to part for this short while, I can't help it.

Friday was one challenging day in my life. I had to stay strong though. I don't know if it was about being bored without friends around or just some bond we created over the few months we met. I try not to be so emotional but truth is, I cherish friendship more than anything you could imagine.

Hmmm..Itz holidays and most of my buddies are hitting home. For the rest of us that are lurking behind, itz gonna be a long one. I did not have the opportunity to say goodbye to all my dear friends b ut I was opportuned to bid some very dear ones farewell. Itz not like we'd be gone for too long. Itz just a couple of months but I will sure miss you guys.

We promised to stay in touch but as true as that is, we might not meet each other ever again but, don't give up on hope. The world is such a small round globe. I do appreciate the times we shared, the dabs and hugs, the sms'es and attention. Most of all the feeling of being your bud. DO me a favor guys, stay outta harmz way until we meet again.

MERRY CHRISTMAS & A RIB_BREAKING NU YEAR .....in Advance!

pEACE,

Ub

Zouk!

The exams are just over. Thinking of what to do to keep the day going, I decide to lurk around in college. Therez this Street Jazz festival bullshit in school so everyone is busy doing shit in preparation.

Had to help out doing some shit and was wary of where the evening would lead. Had dinner on Fahd and headed to Atria to pick up some stuffs. Headed back we were armed with a bottle of Rosemary Churchill and some mango juice.......as I said, anything can happen.

Walked back to my place and had a quick shower while Fahd waited. Next destination was Fahd's crib. Met Ariff and Eleena. A few shots and stuff we're enroute KL. Itz ladies night and we're hitting. Two sweet damsels to go with we couldn't be more blessed. I could feel jealous eyes peering at us...the girl was HOT!

Buzz whirled, sweat flowed, whiskey(on the rocks) fumed, I think we was having fun. Hipped around till the wee hours but, had to out! Eleena was working later. Somehow, this was my wish-To dance with this shorty at some night club and reality was thursday!

Back home, Fahd tried to get me tipsy but even though that was the first time in entire life put together - I had to gulp down the much amount of Rosemary Churchill, i still stayed strong... yeah! stronger than I had imagined. I was ready for anything but was so surprised I was still standing.

.....and the 'day' ended.....tsk....somethings should go on forever.

Acerbate

I thought I was over this but I saw it creep in little tiny bits and pieces this morning. Over the years, I have learnt to have absolute control over my emotions and vexation. It really had a toll on me but life and Dad thought me that I'll have to confront my 'bad' or face the dreaded consequence.

Yeah from my many years of therapy, it really takes a 'bomb!' to make me a piqued. I mean, I can control almost any situation even if I am boiling inside if only I could save friendships and have other people happy. I remember when I was growing out of teenage. My father saw that spanking did not solve the problem of my unruly behaviour, he resorted to the perfect remedy.....spanking with words. God! I hated to be sat down for hours and be supposedly counselled. And my Dad just found the perfect therapy for me. Whenever he knew I did something wrong, He'd sit me down and talk about it for ages....lord-knows he was good at it. Goodbye to the days of occasional spanking. When he noticed my displeasure and annoyance while counselling he'd increase the hours of counselling and even wake me up at odd hours only to talk,....tsk. There were times I felt like leaving him with words hanging in his mouth but I decided otherwise.

This whole thing taught me what I should have learnt easily the hard-way. It came to a point that I could take insults from whoever outside but can't stand the thought of Dad 'counselling'....that bad! I dunno where I am headed with this but, I had since learned my lesson that an angry man is the devil's-workshop.

I could pass for an anger management test but, the slightest-unimaginable-insignificant thing could make me blow my lids off. Damn!...you could have the lids flying off in miles. I guard my pride very judiciously and if you want to see un-bridled rage...fcuk with it.

I couldn't believe how angry(displeased could fit-in better) I was when my friends made me wait for more than two hours for them to get prepared. I did not know what I was angry at. Perhaps it had to do with my Pride. We had an understanding that we were leaving by 12noon. I got up by 10:30 to prepare so I won't keep them waiting(sometimes it takes quite some time for me to get down and out). It occured that even at 1:30pm I still found myself waiting for them. People should just learn to keep appointments( especially if it has to do with the future). You should feel my rage now. I did not act my anger but remained as calm as I could be but it was still obvious. Somehow, I was angry not at them but at myself for waiting that long and alowing me to be angered.

It's all over, I learnt to be stupid for any body or thing, if only it will make them feel or appear 'wise'. That's the much I respect and revere my buddies. Don't ride on my intelligence though, you might just experience a different scenario.

Anger ain't reflex, it could be quelled.

Merry-go round

Isn't life like Ub, Moe and Mohd in a small Kecil automobile?

With Mohd on the wheels not really sure of what he is doing;

trying to make-up as our driver seeing we had no alternatives

not knowing the routes well and kindda hesistant to ask around?

Isn't life like Mohd moving a car with the 3rd and 4th gear

not with very much success though...

despite the number of times I asked him to do otherwise and,

the engine being dead in the middle of flowing traffic?

Isn't life like three responsible guys driving in a not-so-familiar route

with no route-map and no directions from passers-by

blarring away the music box not minding that we are not headed anywhere

turning round and begining all over like we are in a maze?

Some people eventually find their way home on time

others take a while to get to destination

turning round like blind foxes is what others find fun!

Yet, isn't this what life's all about?

Whatz fun?

Promises are meant to be broken....not.
I made a promise to update ma blog as often as is not possible and I am trying not to break that....see! I got ma integrity to protect. I really have a thousand and one reasons not to blog, but, I'll save it.
Itz been pretty tough and by that I mean.....TOUGH. I thank God for strength otherwise I would have broken down by now. I would rather not talk about this yet until I am through with it.......but God is still faithfull.
Exams coming up, and a couple of other occasions has given me a cause to panic.....not really panic, but, a bit tremidated. (isn't it the same thing?)

The weekend was great at some instances. Friday evening saw us buzzying around, trying to give Gezahla some 'ass-wrecking' surprise. It was her BDAY! Drove off to 1 utama to get some stuffz. Mohd on the wheels added to the excitement. He is a 'wonderful' driver! I couldn't recall the number of times ma heart jumped into ma mouth as he 'danced' with the car in the midst of impatient motorists. Made turns for what seemed like 'eternity-remixed' and finally, we found our way back to Puncak. That was not it. The night was still young to to Gombak we were headed. We had to see some 'homies' strickly on business terms and god-knows we took like 4-5 hours driving round and round the highways trying to find our bearing. Stopped to refuel at about three gas stations. Turned out to be more fun than it appeared. We were not home until 3am.

We had a nice time out together with our circle of friends...'niggas and niggas-wannabees'. Eyes couldn't keep from turning in our direction wondering what these breed of humans were up to. It was great to see such a mix of breeds and culture get along well, understand themselves despite the language differences and laugh so loud you'd freak. Gezahla has a great family though!

Stayed home the whole of saturday doing stuff. Went out on Sunday and did silly things such as playing football at 12:30am and going off for supper at about 3:00am. The long and short of it is that......I think we had fun!

Clones

Letz start this somewhere. I got a problem. When I got stuffz to write on, I am nowhere the computer, When the flows down, I am clicking away the mouse(perhaps mice) as one just-castrated wierdo, but, Itz all good! I don't need no pat in the back to do this, I just need a good set at home with some global link and I am stunting! That in simple term means, .......Laziness. Tag.

After blabbering around, I haven't still got in touch with ma brains to put into 'bits' what I been thinking about lately. You know what?......This blog thingy is all about ma thoughts(aloud). I feel so exposed everytime I blog here. Seems like I always 'see evil and tell evil'. Seems like this isn't working either so, how about I gossip! Yeah! You know thatz what girls do for fun. When a girl tells you - 'boring-lah!'; it means in the literal sense that you are not being a good gossip mate.

That was by the way. It stuck me today while in Siva's Telekom class. Some people will never get to speak Semi-proper English even though they are going to have to study in English for more than 1095days! Now, the problem might be more of lack of concern on the part of the student than it is of lack of competent of our dear lecturers. We would have to officially learn English Language for a couple of years, after that, we are only going to need to communicate with it. Going by the official study slots might not be sufficient time.

I don't do history but, according to one of the great gurus of the good-old-days; "all languages are spoken with an attitude. Speak English with such!" It is okay not to speak English with 'the' accent but the case of not minding what comes outta our mouth is insulting. Not only to the owners of 'the language' but to those who want to understand what the hell you are talking about too! Every country has their own versions of English and the are rapidly getting patented by the year. The point is just to create something that sounds "ours!" and is supposedly easier to comprehend.

It might be sound cool in the local scence but, English being a global 'linqua franca', Patented English would not sound as cool as is annoying and stupid. The much time that is put-into learning this 'pigdin' English could be well enough to learn how to communicate in English that is more globally accepted. This is whether or not you are exposed to good learning facilities. The further we want to alienate English Language, the more it becomes pertinent that we know at least the basics if not more! This makes for better understanding and tolerance. How could you tolerate someone you can't understand? That was a whole turn missed. I must have gone rounds and round.

It has come down to the fact that in our schools, knowledge cannot be dissipated the way it should.How could it be? the knowledge 'banks' are not able to share their knowledge in a language that is understood by their subjects....pardon me! - Students. I took out time to take a mind survey and found out that people won't just get it! How could they? The little time the could use it for practice, they ain't using it properly. The other times they are 'patriotically' chatting away their local languages that might not need more practice to perfect. This is 'cool' though, maybe a l'll bit frustrating when you are outta the hood.

Maybe not as annoying as having the lecturer you are paying to sell-off some knowledge, explain stuffz to you in some strange langauge when English is supposed to be the tool. You feel like throwing punches when you hear this packets of 'fake' English combine into noise in a Telekom class....tsk! As much as we would love to push the blame on some other person, learning is a very personal thing. If you do not put in much effort in acquiring knowledge, you might just remain there!....you know where! Remember, the Cow can be taken to the pub but it can't be forced to drink. Poof!..... You wanna speak better semi-English, you'll either have to be born with it or, get down with a bit of learning.

....and itz not just speaking English, itz about doing so with an attitude....'an' accent. Except your folks 'really' care, you might not learn it your whole life. You've gotta stand up and take a challenge. I remember buying some good "english' movies and adopting one of the characters there. Thriving to speak and 'carry' myself as them. It paid off!

This blog could make a best-selling book *hahahaha!*, but, I am having this feeling that you might be as bored to read this shit as I am bored to write. So, "wan take a break lah?"

"We continue from here arh! can or not?". 'Can!....so see you next time wan'

Selamat Datang!

Ok! That would be the word of the month....and finally the first phase of the holiday is over, Itz time to put ass down and think with the head not with the 'you know what!' Fcuking and been fcuked are totally two different things. You grab?

Mr Fu welcomed us back from holidayz with a kick-ass Maths test. I was down with migraine and fever that I wasn't really prepared for Mr Fu's Fucking Maths. Somehow, I managed to attempt excepting the mistakes, I ride! A couple of mid-term tests, dem ladies, one night fever-cum-migraine headache, bling getting towards the low end....tsk. A lot has happened lately.

Really thought of really studying during the 'god-sent' holidays, you know what i'm saying, get serious with life for the umpteenth time(whatever that means) but, ....The play station had some alternative plans. I did not get up except to exercise ma numb pentadactyls or grab a bite of 'junk'.....but, itz all good! At least me was able to stay home and not get ma ass messed up in some shit outta there.

Damn! It was longer than I thought. I couldn't help but hope that college frees me of ma 'imposed-solitude'.

Lurked around in the house doing stuff, shopped for some grocs so I made all ma meals and had it home, watched some good-cum-silly movies and before I knew it, I was late for ma morning class when the hols lifted. DONT ask questions. Occassions have occured that has maimed ma pride but itz all good! Someone would draw strength someday just readin ma story .....says ma bruh. While you trying to decode that, I'll grab a bite.....

......paces out

Holi....Shit!

Some people like it some hate 'em. I just read in the papers today that an official date has been fixed for some Sultan's B-day which is supposedly goin' to be a public holiday. This issue of too numerous holidays is even more sickening than fever. Especially for people from outta town like me. Not only is it boring as Hell in the afternoon, you always end up doing shit and exceeding bugdets.

People are excited 'bout this thing here but Bruh doesn't need 'nay silly hols. Just need to finish this 'shit' within the shortest possible time and out! I can't count the number of public holidays that we have been subjected to here. Itz crazy! Every 'tom', 'dick' and 'harry' has their own share of the booty. Itz fun! But me thinkz there should be an holiday for niggas here too. why should we be slighted?

Again, there is this long one spanning from tommorrow till god-knows-when. The number of days we've had holidays for this semester might out-number the days we don't. This should be a great news for playas but it happens that the field's close too. When the play-ground is closed, what do playas do?

I'll miss ya'll ma buds...you guys just play cool and safe aight? You can only talk about this things...nothing more!

Yeah! I have this book I have been faithfully looking for in our 'well-stock-up-to-date-state of the art Library for the past two months..."Students hide it, and shit" was the response I got from the L'berians. So, It up today and I cannot borrow because I have exceeded the quota of books your-truly can borrow at a go so, I can't get it tommorrow or next because it is some fcuken Hols.....Plus, I have some books that will be due during the 'shitty' Hols. Yoh'll see the plight bruhz into....tsk...is the only word what I can utter.

You know, I was wandering about what will happen in the near future when everyone that farts gets a holiday and the number of days in the year-of-our-Lord without a 'holi' is exceeded. Until then, may God have mercy on poor playas.....Ase.

I am in!

My high entropy lifestlye is beginning to wear-down. I am finding ma foot again but it might not last long as it appears. I have learnt a lesson to enjoy and have fun while it lasts. Dunno wanna cry no more over spilt milk.

Most of the Mid-term exams are almost over and man has to study hard for the finals as the mid-term thingy was nothing to write home about. I could only take solace in sleep and hope that, a star falls from the sky into ma bossom.

LOtz have occured during the past couple of days but they ain't worthy of mention so I won't bother. You know the feeling of being lurved and hated? ...The occasional 'dabs' and 'hugs'. Shit happens! Ain't gonna do nothing 'bout that.

It was very lazying and dissapointing to hop-in a cab in the morning and rush expectantly for ma morning class only to find out it is cancelled. This guys are sick! Now, thatz not the point. That I have to wait from 9am till 3pm for another two-hour-boring class is sickening. ..But I made it through! Thatz the story.

Inbetween boredom, I managed to keep busy - study, bug people, talk, and flirt. Therez this home-boy from the far west of ma hood that just came into town and college so, I thought he might use some company( the nigga was sitting so dejectedly. JJC?.....Nah!). It just dawned that I am no more the only dude from ma hood here....wow! I got pair..not!

For the first time in a long while I was really in-phase with ma PCBD (Printed Circuit Board Design) Lecturer. I was able to stay-with-him until the end of the un-usually short class. I think is was perhaps due to the rather small size of the class and the fact that I might be burdened to explain the whole lesson to Mohamad who was absent for whatever reasons. You think I could deliver? ...tsk.

Wandering up and down college, I came across this 'one-of-the-many-useless-pieces of paper' posted littery about college. Boredom said read! ..and Behold, I am selected to be in ma collegez football team. This should not be a big deal but it tells me that some people are getting over prejudice. I only have to prove ma mettle to be in field and avoid just warming the bench.

That the much I can do for now. I'll be back!

Mine

You are ma sherperd

I sha'nt want nothing

yoh make lay-back in green meadows

refreshing ma soul

Yoh lead me besides peaceful springs

just for your namez sake

Yeah! though I walk thro' the valley shadows of death'

I will fear no evil

for thou art with me

Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me

Yoh'll prepare a banquet for me

in the prescence of ma rivals

...anointing ma head with oil

until ma cup ov'r flows

I am sure that goodness and mercy shall follow me

all the days of ma life

and I shall only lay in your bossom

till time times no more

Crap!

I have been kindda busy doing nothing for the past couple of days so, therez been virtually no time to blog. Perhaps, I'll do this list thingy too.

Things that I have done recently:

• flouted my PCBD mid-term. Any thing more than a 'D' will be a miracle.
• got sore-throat and cold after drinking Janis' Ribena. I am so sick!....not.
• Semi-conductor's mid-term wasn't too bad but I was so so that I couldn't concentrate. I hope the lecturer gets so so so he doesn't concentrate while marking but give me underserved marks....hah!
• think someone's stalking me.....for whatever reasons.
• feeling so disorganised since I moved out of ma place.
• slept so bad that I didn't study much for ma telekom mid-term. I feel I did so badly.....not.
• hugged someone so fiercely for not calling in a long while.
• gettng outta here cos it seems I really lost contacts with ma brain and got nothing 'portant to blog.

Puasa

It felt like home waking up with ma homies around. They are a bunch of characters and we just couldn't laugh enough. This might just last for a while but we'll enjoy every moment as it comes.

I just felt like it today so I joined my friends to 'puasa'. When I was having my-time in the morning, I just had this urge to stay off calories. I wasn't really sure I could make it cos, the only meal I had the whole of yesterday was two pieces of chicken and some fries. I slept with that and I was already hungry by 9am!

Somehow, I made it through!..and I havn't had anything except for some juice Janis bought for me till now. And my stomachz screaming......HUNGER!!! That brings me back to her. Guys tell me stories but shez really fun to hang around with. Talked about shit and stuff and went up to play with small balls.....by that I mean ping-pong. I can tell she had fun watching but,....too bad, Dadz come a-calling and BITCH has to home. Yeah, she said my name is U Bitch...thatz exactly what it means,......now, say ma name....*U Bitch*..aight you just said that. Keep the name aight! and I am outta here.

Packing....

Letz see....I shouldn't really be doing this. I have got three consecutive exams from tommorrow through friday and beyond. As it appears, I am so ready for it....not.

I will just give a crunch of events that has happened in the past couple o' days.

• Friday

It was a boring day except that I wound it off eating my bowels out at some BBQ thingy. I was so full and had a nice time meeting up with new 'kpods'.

• Saurday

My lecturer made me sick and I my grades are not paying off so I took a free time from a postponed date to 'jack' in the Library. I stayed up till evening when the library was about closing up.....See, I want to study but the are closing up the damn cold-room. Asha called me up and said to bring me some umbrella she'd bought for me in singapore. Now thta is what I call sweetness. Not only the fact that the shade is gonna keep me dry made me excited,....it is designers!...Yeah!...some Fils thingy....but I really appreciate it. It was like someone buying me a house and driving it to my place.....tsk. The next event was Sleep. Thatz all I could recall.

• Sunday

Itz a holy day! I was all suited up waiting for this sonofabitch(thatz his name right!) to pick me up. He was a bit late but I made it there. I never reall enjoyed a sermon since I came to Malaysia..this one was not only enriching but fun. 'Lepaked' with some humans after church and came home to realise that I had to move out not later than the next day. Thatz not funny is it?....aight, the funny part is that I dunno know where to move into (or is it to?).

Made a few frantic calls that did nothing better than swoop my credit and gave-up when it wasn't paying off. I realised that the best I could do in this situation was to sleep. I didn't hesistate you'd bet.

• Monday

This is crazy! Itz the first day of the month. Not very much of a good start, but the fcuken holiday gave me time to sleep, make sos calls, sleep again, pack-up my stuffz, walk round the apartment, pick up coins, gym.....damn! I did lotz of activities in the space of how long..arh!

My last call to Asha was what I should have done since-ly. Mohd said I can put up in his place for a while so Asha came round with her Van and not only whisked ma stuff to Puncat Damansara, bought me a good dinner at McDonalds.

Set up ma new room, did stuffz and slept at about 3:00am.....but God has been so good to me. Tommorowz another great day!

Damn! I can't even remember these events but the threshold was that I moved out o' ma place to a temporary place

Blues

Ever had this days that was blue and every thing you did seemed not just right? It goes on till dusk and you just give up and write-off the day as being 'just' bad. That was the kind of day I had. It baffles me that some days as so good that it affects the next days. Kindda strips the next dya of all it's goodness I suppose.

Wenesday is always a day to behold. Full of suckers. I wasn't expecting much but it went worse than I envisiaged. It started with an unfinished lab. experiment and went on to me dozing-off in my PCB-design class for the first time ever since I joined college. My lecturer scolded me for dissapointing him and letting someother murderfcukers outsmart me!~

I left class without really getting what the hell he said. I was kindda remorseful that I opted not to go online but go back home and crash. I hit bed at 8:00pm and wasn't still satiated when I woke by 9:00am the following morning....I dunno whatz happening to me...I really have had a short attention span of late. perhaps I am sick..letz not dwell much on a bad day.....tommorrow will be a better day!

Whatz in a life?

This is fast becoming like a habit. I felt so not like posting for the next couple of days but it appears that I'd do a rethink. Events that are worth reminiscing about have occured during the few couple of days and it is only feasible that I put them in hard memories.

Walking back home from a friend's at about 11:47pm, I am statled with this long queue of vehicles and unusual noise. I was no- less surprised when I saw this completely battered Vehicle embossed in the Chinese Temple just outside college with the bricks that fell off with the impact scattered all over the highway. It seemed like an art-work. How it got in there and how the two humans that were in the car survived still baffles me.

What left me enthralled is our regard for human life. The nonchalant attitude of the so-called fire men who arrived lazily and took like forever to rescue the young man from the trapped vehicle kepy me appalled. Concerned passers-by who had unfinished stubs of cigarettes in their mouth tried to rescue the other occupant of the car and rushed her to the hospital but the poor guy couldn't be got out as the car was locked. The guy wriggled in pain for about 10mins.

The arrival of the 'Bomba' gave me a splint of hope for the guy but when the 'old' men alighted from the truck and walked as if human life was not at stake, I concluded the the guy is half as good as dead. I cursed in between prayers that this young man who apparently was over-speeding does not 'slip-off'.

The crowdedness of the area alone would have suffocated the young man to an otherwise-early death. Wonder what the law-enforcement officers there were doing. There was no 'caution' line drawn to keep people at a distance from the scence and you could see people who should have rather been helping busy taking illegal pictures of the accident scene. Isn't this sick?

After what seemed like 20mins, the dude was taken out into a strecher that took about a minute to unfold and some lazy men strolled away with him. Incidents like this occur just to keep my mind whirling and cursing...why can't people be more passionate about life? I wasn't sure whether to worry about the 'chinese deities' who might have been probably hurt during the bang, the stop-and-look passers-by who were apparently going to cause another accident, or the poor victim who was deciding whether to 'quit' or 'stay'. I'd say he must have been very lucky to have survived that bang!

I left the scene re-accessing my entire life and calculating how easy it is to 'cross-over' or be handicapped for life. I often Wonder how much I have thanked God for keeping me away from this straying casaulties. It could have been me!

261004

I would give today a sizeable mark if I were to score 'em. The fact that my first class was cancelled didn't mean a thing. I used the free time rather wisely, talking to friends I have not seen in a long while and doing stuff. A bunch of buds have been showing me love lately and this helps me to overcome the shrills of home-sickness....I miss mum!

Mr Fu's class was rather dull today...I had been looking forward to it but a few characters kept me so distracted. I managed to get in some wits before I blanked out. It seemed like the day was rather short of moved faster than usual cos' all the activities came to a halt after what seemed like a minute. Sat back with homies and yapped......then J came along.

J'z a gracious girl...not. She had the phrase 'graciousness is a virtue' on her limbs and thought to think about it. Walked her to 'pi'....(she keeps 'piiing' all da time) and talked about god-knows-what for some time as she made some free style writings on ma paper( she damn has a thing for arts...plus..she sings damn well)......then daddy called. She struted away and I had to out too. I kindda grabbed a lot about her during the rather short meet. Things like her Chinese name....'su - mei' and the fact that she actually hasn't quit smokes(smokingz bad for your health sweetheart....don't you grab?). I wouldn't want to dwell much on J but she could be a bit interesting to be with...sometimes.

So is graciousness really a virtue? We'll talk about this later. You guys think about it for a minute...I gat a mid-term Exams to study for...chao!

Timely

Somethings were just not meant to be

don't try to adorn it

for soon it starts rotting.

Somepeople are just not worth the love

don't waste the affection

invest it wisely.

When love grows cold

so bitter it bites your skin

there's warmth on a willing shoulder.

Gently let those pearly drops

drain away the dangling fears

for true love outlasts sheer lust

this you are sure to learn.

Love's not a feeling, it's human!

the minute it's slips you see it.

-Ub.

Welding!

"And a man shall leave his father and mother and shall cling to a woman and the two shall become one....for it is NOT good that man should be alone".

I haven't been to two occasions in a long while. They are weddings and funerals. I love this duo because the have something to do with the genesis of fauna. I was oportuned to attend the former on saturday and though it was not like what I am used to, I sat-back and reminisced. They call it wedding ceremonies, I call it welding ceremonies.....two people become one! How would that be except that they are welded. Now, you may call that a lame argument but I can sure run with it.

It is worth the thought that two people out of all the more fair substitutes choose themselves and vow to love each other 'till death do us part'. I sat there in the Church auditorum and asked myself, do this people really know or mean what they are saying? The though of death doing us part is not one that I would love to dwell on on a joyous day but as it appears, the Priest isn't aware of the fact that this young couple want to 'live happily ever after', have kids and probably, don't think of 'death doing them part' too soon. Please don't make me believe that any quarrels or misunderstandings would make them forget this vows made with occasional tears.

It is likened to a boy-girl relationship. Boy loves girl and girl is swooning. You can't just help but be a li'll bit jealous about them(it's healthy aight!). Soon girl finds out the boy snorts and boy realises she ain't vogue . Shit happens! I just borrowed this phrase from a friend. Yeah shit happens.....it may take a while or might just be what seems like a fraction of second. I really don't know where I am going with this but, This whole is as confusing as it appears. Some couples are so immature that they really don't know what they want from each other. They can't make their choice but leave this important obligation to chance and the s0-called opportunities.

We all go into relationships with expectations. This is the main cause of break-ups and stuff. It's all embeded in our selfish human nature. We want what good we can get outta it not what good we can un-attachingly offer. Thatzit! What you were expecting doesn't come forth and you conclude.....''that was not it!''. Letz try another game. If we clearly state our expectation when going into any relationship, we could minimise heart-breaks that accompany break-ups.

It's all a matter of choice. This is determining factor! Make the right choice and you jump...make the slightest error in choice and you grump. Sometimes it is good to go on escapades but when it comes to 'till death do us part' shouldn't we be more careful? I have been a very choosy person but of late I found out that my choice, personified, might just be another character in some fairy tale. I have since decided that neither will I let fate or circumstance make me choice. I choose with my heart.....now, that the best way to choose. Our choosiness might cause us a great deal. Choose with the head and you're bound to do a lot of calculations which might turn-out faulty. But they heart guards all things diligently.....try as much as you can to deceive yourself by thinking otherwise.

Nobody wants this counsels nowadays, we just go for the hot cakes not bothering if it burns. I have since learnt my lessons. Move when you can. Every risk is not worth taking. Every opporunity is just not IT!

It is quite hard for me to romance the phrase...'till death do us part'. ....'and they lived happily ever after' is more consoling. Untrue as it sounds

I really didn't mean to do this....for a while my fingers and brains seemed to communicate. I lost the link.....tsk.....we'll do this again...I need to find date. Gotta experience this thing too....................paces out!