word!

There are prospects beyond the View
There are hopes around the ropes
There is bling within the link
don't leave the ring
you need a swing
often fear holds when you need a cheer
but faith swells when you sense a fail
There are cheers within the jeer
don't give up soon it'll soon be noon
stay on guard
you'll need a guide
ride on high
you'll get a raise

Weak-end!

A lotta things have happened lately. I can't believe it was just a weekend. It feels like the stress of a leap year is being put in one weekend! How can she handle it?

Everything went on fine and bubbly until dusk. I got to play football under the rain. Thanks to ma dedication for ma 'sweet' team. On getting home, I got no idea what was lurking about waiting to prey on me. Itz all good! I can be good meat sometimes but, God gave me meat for strength to be eaten. hah!

Had to move out when I got home at about 12:40am to learn that our contract had expired and that wez got to quit by noon the next day. I needed to be out by 7am the following dawn and wooldn't be back until late in the noon so, the only option left was to put away the stuff somewhere and crash for tommorrow. It never happened. I did not close ma eyes for more than 30 mins before I realised it was Saturday!

The Futsal tournament was going on good until ma team mates started fcuking around, I almost regreted taking the trouble. Lesson learnt! Ma escapades was just commencing. Hopped on the next bus to the College's hall. Thought to see the bitches but they were bitching somewhere else, thanks to telecommunication, I could get in touch before I got stranded. The night wasn't long enough for me. I Had 9hours of good sleep to account for. I cheated!

Got up again wondering what time it was and where ma Cell was. I never could comprehend 'newayz. Soccer match really sucked, I couldn't have been more happier when Grete came to fetch me just 20mins into he game. She was a savior!

All sweaty, I felt so uncomfortable the first few minutes in Church. It all went good and later we were chatting away over lunch. God bless these guyz.

Ma God! I slept like some fool with ma mouth dripping loose the whole afternoon when I should have been reading up for the time I wasted doing irrelevant but useful things over the weekend. I could feel ma nerves scream SLEEP! Helped ma housemates move their shit into some other space and ma body told me I had over-clocked ma system and crashed!

I couldn't sleep, study, eat as ma abdomen ached like shit! Almost every hole in ma body was releasing stuffz and it went on for hours until I could literally feel ma stomach empty and there was not much I could have done....

.....then I saw the dawn and kne that everthing was under absolute control. To God be the glory!

Poiema

When the going gets tough,
I'll toughly get going!
In the midst of ma turbulence
I'll take coverage in Peace
When ma gears be cracking,
I turn to the Sculptor
He'd mend ma wears
and sooth ma fears
He'll wipe ma weeps
thatz what he does best

l lost ma time,
I lost ma bud
I woke with her time
I strolled with her strides
I got off ma wheels
I tied up ma truss
I miffed at ma woes
I smiled at ma foes
I took time to pray
I looked out for rain
I sat on her trunk
I soared with her strength

Blub blab

It was almost a great day!
I smiled in the midst of stress
complex circuitry stress
Seemed like the semester's work had to be done today
could feel ma brains bang with exhaustion
I am giving it too much worries
Every earthly event is remote controlled
I think I had it bad
But wasn't I being prepared for the worse?
closing the registry of ma brains
geting ready to sleep it off.
Reached for ma cell to make a buzz
It buzzed in ma head cos' it was gone
gone for good, a brand is due
I wish I'd ma numbers, I miss ma friends
I am going home without ma baby
You can have ma cell but keep her safe
for in it are the treasured

Facials!

Do you think that the sperm is only useful in copulation and procreation? Think again!

Has any lass ever told you that the good-old-cum is good for the face? This is the most amazing thing I have heard in a long while.

Chitchatting with ma boyz last night, somebody came up with a question as apparently, he'd been queried by his girl as to the potency of the semen on the endocarp. A few others tipped into the same story with their load of experiences. I was lacking words! I have not been opportuned to hear this thought prior to last night.

Hmm..this might be a no-go area for some but, as controversial as this may sound, There might be some iota of untruth in it. If ma biology knowlegde is still intact, the Spermatozoa should be a composition of aminos...proteins to be lay.

Wow! this was a revelation to me. If it holds, then someone could start a multi-Beauty company with the amount of semen that are contained in condoms littered in ma apartment's escalator. Why would there be a need for expensive facials when you could just jack and rub away at home!

I hope the medics don't subscribe it for people with protein problems to drink it as some supplements soon...peace out!

..about ideas

What response would readily come to your mind if you were asked out of the blues "Do you know any idea?". Different answers cuming, all right! But the question intended question I suppose might have been, "Do you have any idea?" whichever way! I still don't know any idea about any idea. Feel me!

This is how confusing it has been understanding the real intentions of my lecturers here. I talked about messing up the language, this is an instance. That I ask a lotta questions that weary ma lecturers does not spell that I am trying to be hard to please not that I am not, I just have to sniff out the knowlegde from the folks there in class as much as possible. I might not find someone outta class to explain later or might be too lazy to study up solely. So poor lecturers who have to go through a tough time to get this dude into light, have a little bit of patience. I am not a total dumbie...but isn't that what you are paid to do? Make the dumb dumberer..nah! jst kiddin.

If this is bring followed there is this 'wonderful' lecturer I once blabbed about. Hez totally amazing. Hez classes are beginning to become rarer as we are left unattended to build our power supply unit during the class slots. I think hez holiday has just commenced. an incidence occured in his class the other day, I fell outta ma sit for some unexperimented reasons and as we were making more fun outta some other situation, Ma guy blotted out "KISS MA ASS" Damn! Now, don't think we were offended 'cause we're used to this things. Just pray one of your tutors is this free and fun!

I never knew that Ma college is so dedicated. This only obtains when it comes to correspondence. Whoever is in charge must be very meticulous. My brother called from ma hood and as we were flowing, he mentioned that there was this overseas letter for ma dad inviting him for some PTA meeting in ma college. Now, isn't that sweet? That they would invite the parent of a +2decades old dude to defy health issues and hop the goddamn plane to attend some PTA meeting at his son's college! I thought we were in the new days...but this is really GOOD!

I can see where the excalating fees they charge from go. How much does it cost to send out a mail to Africa from here? Can you imagine that ma college printed out receipts of 14bucks payment each for the PCB(Printed Circuit Board) for our Project. That is not the case, they did it for more than 50 students! Who is good in calculus please compute.

To tell or not to tell!

I used to have this 'Bossphobic' troublems. When ever I am ordered to take a sit in that leather upholstery, I vibrate with trepidation and might lose ma voice if the room is unmoderately airconditioned. It has taught me to approach the unapproachable no matter the hierarchy or ranks. If he/she talks, she can be seen! Some of them detect your fears no doubt and try to keep you pacified, the others just take you on right there on the spot zooming into the crest of your fears. Relax! itz all goood!

Have you ever walked into an office you have been frequently visiting and out of the blues ask for a name that gives you the response - 'what do you want to see him/her for?' Yeah! Itz the Boss you are looking for!

For some reasons, employees are skeptical when some apparently well-dressed, educated folk walks into the office and asks to see the Boss. I think I've found the reasonwhy this obtains. The fear that you are gonna complain about some ill-service or better still take away their jobs might be a possibility. So, scare the tell-a-tale bitch away!

Why would some fellow employee ask what you want to see the Boss for! Of course you are not there to ask the Boss out on a date, it might be something that you do not want to tell a 'mere' receptionist or secretary. I'll tell you the phrase I blob whenever I am asked the purpose of ma visit and I don't want to tell - 'Itz kindda about personal business' is what pours outta ma stuttering lips. Should it be confidentail? Either way, the poor receptionist might not tell the difference anyway. I tell you it not only works but if you suddendly rush to the door, you might catch the secretary eavesdropping. Do not think it to be good manners if you are asked on your way out about the success of the meeting with the Boss, they might just be gambling you'd let them in on the details....hmmm.

I'd advise you, never share your purpose of visit with the receptionist or you might be turned away with some half-cooked information. Some of the jobs of the receptionist is to send away impostors before they find their way to the 'almighty' Boss...watcha!

Fluids

Now, If you must know, I really suck in fluids. After a steamy session of balling, I decided to chill ma boiling nerves. The ice creams and cold water wouldn't make-do so I took a step further, ripped off ma clothes and jumped into the pool!

By the time I am writing this, I must have stayed in ma apartment for more than 5 months but I could vividly say that I have used the pool about three times within this span of time. This has nothing to do with Hydrophobia. I just can't seem to find ma way in fluids....ma bad!

Itz pretty much shameful so I always snorkel in the pool only 'nicodemosly' and when I do, I just stay in awhile. I wish I could do much in large water bodies but...wishes ain't got wings ain't that what they say? They say drink much water, this I try to do except when I am in the swimming pool but, why do I keep peeing each time I try to live healthy?

Kid bruder hollared at me last night over transmissions lines and I couldn't be much happier. We talked at length after staying numb for some while and the fact that I woke up 10mins to 9am when ma class was at 9am could attest to this.

I am always very blurry when I miss more than 20mins of serious lecture in the dawn. It takes me like the whole day to make it up. I try!

I am getting dry, so I had to gulp down 2 slices of tuna sandwiches at some fancy eatery in college. Itz all good! I used the lunch money mama gave me to cab to college today. Maybe I'll learn to wake up early so I can bounce to college instead of riding. Don't you question, itz healthy!

Drink at least 20 cups of fluids everyday and......walk to college with me I sometimes feel bored....Nah! I think the conclusion, like Cristine would say to her decision to cycle to college is, ....Itz healthy! dun tap that!

StreetBalling

Street soccer caught my eyes recently. This something you see in almost every society no matter how developing so Motorists, have some bit of patience! This could be some dangerous expedition seeing the risks involved. A bone might be cruhed or a life might be lost! It is this serious! A lot of football stars have been born in the streets though. If I were to call names, the list will roll. Some of world class Footballers were scouted from the streets and would never make a name in football had they depended on some fancy football Coach to train them into the spotlight. The bruised, smoked, and cursed their way to stardom!

It might be a mystery as to why street soccer always tend to be more exciting than the real game. Not even the nearby fields could discourage these youngsters from putting up a baricade in some 'unholy' space have some moments of fun. You see the skills and talents wasted right there on the boulevards and you hope some 'busy-body' Coach would saunter across and take these treasures to a Safe.

I used to really enjoy playing in the streets and I still do! No amount of briused heels or honks from passing vehicles would spoil this fun time is always so exhilarating. The first time I really enjoyed palying football here in Malaysia was at night playing Soccer under some halogen street lights. People talk about building Parks and fields to deter this young adventure seekers from ending their lives in their prime but I would suggest if it has not been already- Legalise street football. There is a different kind of fun to it!

Futsal!

Saturday, the 16th day of April, 2005 is set aside by the students of KDU college to engage in a friendly Futsal league. The one-day tournament solely organised by the students of the College's Engineering team is enjoying the full backing of the college.

Games like this is a common event here in KDU college. It is organised without much hitch and the College supports any serious proposals made by the students in this regard. You will not imagine how competitive students can be until there is a cash tag for the winner at stake.

The tournament holding at the courts of Sports Unlimited Complex in Petaling Jaya is made up of a group of eight(8) players per team and will see up to 20 teams tangle for the first, second and third cash prizes all in one day! The game starts in the morning and will span through the day with knock-out seasons after the first round. The participants will be given free drinks and awarded certificates by the college for their trouble.

KDU's 'Maiden' Match

The newly revamped football club of KDU college must have had their efforts rewarded on Sunday the 10th of April, 2005 at 9am in the morning when they held some football club in Putra Jaya to an 8-2 win in a friendly tangle This is the kind of score line you hear in an NBA tango but it occured in football as well. For the KDU football team which is always at the receiving end of the blow, this must have been a tale-to-tell. The Coach, Mr. Allen and the manager, Mr. Moses both lecturers must have been taken aback by this unenvisaged victory as their aim in organising this series of friendlies every weekend is to put the seemingly weak team in good shape for the upcoming MAPCU tournament later in the month. Losses were expected as the reason for the friendlies is fitness and endurance.

The game played in the football field of Sekolah Sri KDU was one to be looked forward to as it is the maiden match of the Club after a period of disengagement and boresome trainings since January this year. This was not to hold as after six(6) goals, it must have become boring to the fans who are not very used to having Basketball score lines in football Score Boards. This victory may be credited to various reasons - The enthusiasm of the newly formed team vying for shirts or, home support of the KDU team fans who were out to prove the Coaches wrong.

The 'new' team is out with a new spirit. A lot of investment has been put in by the management and the players and they don't expect to settle for less this season. With an array of local cum foreign students making up the team, lets keep our fingers crossed and see how far the will go in upcoming tournaments....or has the jinx been broken?

...Of Sports

Sporting facilities is one of the factors that inhibit the growth of sports here in the Malaysian sector as I have faithfully observed. In a fast paced economy where Learning Institutions are donning high rise buildings, the laming growth of sports and related activities can be explicitly explained. Not even gyms in the Colleges for students to work-out the pressures.

As opposed to the jinx that foreign athletes have a clear-cut edge over locally breed ones, I would say that from my observation and findings, there are lots of promising sports men and women here who just need a little bit of 'push' to reveal the world-class potentials they have in them. In order to correct an age-long flaw that is tanishing the overall beauty and expectancy, we need to revisit the foundation - the school.

Gone are the days when a learning institution must have ample extra-curricular learning facilities to be approved as a landmark. With "Fast food" Colleges sprouting all over the place, we should start worrying over the extra calories of stuff that is fed into the brain of the Future. A school without a defined space for at least a football field was never approved by the governing bodies not to mention not having courts in the 'premises' for other sports.

The sad turn of events have had its pros and cons one of the cons being that budding talents are brutally killed in their prime. In countries where sports have had an upper hand, the success story could always be traced to the learning institutions. This is where these dreams are discovered and nurtured to the greatness they have attained or are yet to attain. With the many College 'Complexes' around, the issue of Sports is becoming complex as well. Colleges with expensive state-of-the-art modern facilities and gadgets are out to train the brains while the body begins a slow journey of decay and paralysis. This is not intended. Maybe it could explain why the Stadium is barely filled during a serious football match but 'mamak' stalls are having problems with having enough space for their teeming customers to teh-tarik in. The interest is surely weaning and might only be revamped through intercollegiate games and sports.

You see students so eager to play but are denied the privilege. They sometimes take the initiative of organising themselves and renting sporting arenas just to have a little bit of what they should be always entitled to - a Playground. This does not hold quite often seeing the 'unholy' cost of renting these spaces and the unavailability of them at such and such times. A lot of travelling has to be done to and fro the venues as there are no or very limited sporting facilities within the college campus.

For sports to take a gaint leap here, the emphasis should be laid on the grassroots. Only a few aspiring students will go the extra mile of sporting outside or beyond college. The ones that do are just only a handful. Once in a while my college tries to organise sporting events and this really pays off. Students take time off from traditional studying and take the books to the fields. You get to see the competitiveness in that should be always eminent in students show up. A boring day in class was always revived by sweating it out in the fields but, students nowadays have to sleep with it as there are no adequate fields to play in. Only the fingers are gets to be exercised pushing vigorously the buttons of the keyboard playing some “StarTrek” game online. Other adventorous Students resort to nightclubbing as the only form of ‘bodily’ exercise in a long-boring week.

If my opinion would matter, I would say, incorporate extracurricular activities in to the syllabus, make Games and Sports fairly compulsory in schools and colleges, our youngsters are dying of boredom.

Temporary Graves...

I never knew how big KDU was! It took me about 30 mins fucken to be able to locate my Modulation and Transmission class today. When I finally got there, the lecturer had started babbling in his unique indian accent. I learnt some things about him though, Hez got real stuff! Had it been his accent was not so messed up, He'd be one of the best tutors around here..plus, hez got a load of patience too!

One of the most amazing spectacular things happened today...It rained 'cats and dogs' in the morning. This could be said to be an omen for those who can afford to stay for more than 20hours per day under the Airconditioner here in this tropical marshland but for people like us who like it the old fashioned way, it was a shower of blessing. You'd never know how sweet sleep is until you find out itz raining in the dawn of the day. Lotta efforts might be thrown into line just to get you outta your 'temporary grave'. Not to talk of getting a cold shower too. Itz kindda weird here that after immediately after some serious rainfall in the morning, there was this serious shine ass well. I almost stuffed maself to take the cold that was apparent but it was not to be. The only good weather that exists here is the one inside the cars or conditioned classrooms. Our college library is wasting in itz effort to be a study area. I think It would serve a better purpose as a sanctuary for murdered aqua-creatures. Why does it have to be that cold?

Classes were OK but at a point, I thought ma Modulation and Transmission lecturer was singingus some lullabies, I could help 'nodding'. I gotta go for this silly Football meeting thingy, pray no body kisses ma ass or there might be some whooping!

Going home in seconds

I went home to Mom and Dad and ma kid bruder after what could be tecchincally judged as ages. God bless technology, I could send ma voice over seas, oceans, forests, derserts and jungles in a fraction of seconds while ma body was in still here in Asia. It really took much determination to make it to the phone lines to initiate this long distance call. Hopped on a cab at midnight when I should have been rounding up for the day and went to this friend's place to use his VoIP peripherals to ring home. After a lotta tries, I heard ma Pop's voice blare 'Hello'. It was so cool but I wish I talked to mum first, Her cell was kindda engaged luckily she was around her man so I did eventually communicate with her( she could find time to ask if I was eating well! haven't people been saying I am skinny?) Gosh! I really miss this girl. Itz been more than 172800 seconds since I last heard her voice. Thanks a millions for those who have contributed knowingly or unknowingly to make this brief communication possible - Einstein, Abraham Graham Bell, the guy who invented the internet, the dude who developed the software for internet telephony, Andrew, Grete, Hans, Cristine to name just a few. God blees y'll.

purported coincidence!

This shit really gave me trouble to post yesterday. It happens that I write lotta stuffs and it disappears into a crowd of bytes. Often times I don't bother about it 'nemore but this time I decided to type again. I had no idea I was posting the same stuff twice! I was deciding which one to delete when the idea of letting both live crawled in.

I am amazed on the how my flow of thoughts while composing this post synchronises no matter how many times I had to type without reffering to the original write-up in any way. The idea and style still remains though there is a bit of improvisement in the general layout. Comments about the similarity of both will be appreciated if you care!

Once bitten twice shy isn't that what they say? I would never learn the 'save while you type' fable. God help me but save you....paces out.

Funeral or Rally!

The Highest hierarchy in the Catholic world has a vacancy to be filled as the Incumbent just wasted some days ago. His remains is being laid to rest today at the antique Roman city admidst color and grandour!

Being born as Karol Jozef Wojtyla on May 18, 1920 at Wadowice, Poland; Made his name over the years; must have lived a fulfilled life but,...He died April 2, 2005 at the great Vatican City after a lot of drama between science tricking nature and nature taking its course. These are the kind of people that could be given a new body to live on if it was legal (more information about him can be found at http://catholicism.about.com/od/popes/p/popejohnpa05.htm).

Watching this grand burial of the century where lots of dignitaries all round the world, my mind could not help swirmming. How the death of a man could trigger off such a consortium of the world's great members. Crying over this would be likened to being just weary-teary as this calls for celebration more than desiccation.

The grandness, the millions of dollars, the fancy, the costumes, the blings; it looked more like a carnival than a funeral. The Late Pope must be very deligthed if at all he is seeing all this people travel far and wide just to give his wasted body to termites and ants to feast on. "God must be happy too!" Another thoughts triggered. Many great men waste every now and then are are laid to rest in fancy that might even surpass the Vaticans but, whatz the use of such a life if it has not won God's peace is not really resting in peace? You figure that out. Should we be living to die or dying to live? Doesn't all the problems of life stem from this?

I would love to be laid to rest in style in fancy with blings - not that it really matters. What matters is what kind of people have you affected thier lives so much that they wouldn't dream of missing your funeral no matter the distance, religion, cost or color. I rest ma case.

...to funerals or carnivals

The crest of hierarchy in the Catholic world is now officially vacant as the hopes of the late Pope living again was doused by his being laid to rest today in the old famous Vatican city of Rome. This is after a series of drama had been staged between the Science trying to trick nature and nature insisting on having its way
This event has been a news item as many leading broadcasting corporations all round the globe are covering this ceremony live! He must have really been a good man, I did not know much of him so, I will not miss him. The beauty of this event was the unity it fostered. People from all walks of life, diverse religious backgrounds, different languages, multi-cultured coming together to witness an old dude go through the rituals of resting in pieces(pardon! peace).
Watching the proseedings on set I could not stop my mind from loitering, from swirmming. How the death of a man could bring about such a consortium of the world's great members regardless of distance, tribe or religion.
As the seconds on a clock ticks dignitaries give up the ghost and the ceremonies to lay them to rest may go on for as long as weeks in splendour that may even surpass that of the Pope but, what is it anyway if they have not received God's peace and are not really resting in peace? Vanity! The Late Pope must be having his sweet time if he is allowed to watch these herd of humans travel across space and time just to see some designated people give his wasted body to ants and termites to feast on. God must be happy too I reasoned. It was amazing, like the funeral of the century.
The people, the costumes, the people, the rallies, the dollars, the facny, the blings! It was more of a carnival than a funeral. For those that were crying, they must either be hypocrites or just have teary-weary eyes because this was a case of celebration rather than of desiccation.
Born as Karol Jozef Wojtyla on May 18, 1920 at Wadowice, Poland; lived a normal kid's life, made his name over the years, must have lived a fulfilled live but,..... He died April 2, 2005 at Vatican City (more information about the Pope, his live and his events can be found at http://catholicism.about.com/od/popes/p/popejohnpa05.htm).

I would love to be given this kind of drama when I decide to quit the game but, there is more to it than meets the eye and...I am not planning to go to the seminary either! The struggle all starts from the day we were procreated, as controversial as it may appear, some people have to 'kpa' for you to get a step higher in life. If thatz the case, so be it! It is not gonna be the number of fans you had on the whole but, the number of folks that are really going to miss your virtual inexistence.
Is it about living to die or dying to live? How many lives need to be wasted if only you could live another minute. Doesn't most of the world's woes stem from this?
'Lets observe a minute of silence in honor of the deceased' and 'may his/her sould rest in perfect peace'; are the phrases really unnecessary or is it just one of those other frantic protocols to waste time? A guy once said, 'for me to live is Christ and for me to die is gain' Isn't there a truth in this phrase? I rest my case.

Body talks

I have cause to be happy these few days. I always thought I was fat(hahahaha) when two or more people who are so concerned about 'these' things confirmed that me looked skinny, It qualified more like a compliment than it was insult. "Don't take it personal, just being honest" How could I be angry that I am 'skinny'? The adjective was pretty naive but all the same the message was perfervectly(sic) clear - I ain't got lose meat! hahaha.

Itz all good. I used to hear this from ma Mom so Itz like a revisited tale. In the 'Slim-fit' age would I asked for anything less? I wonder if this 'skinny' thing has been making the rounds cause ma housemate just purchased a 'Maximum weight Gain' formula milk...poor thing!

Speaking of gaining weight, I think that I am a fat enough 72kg guy with 180cm frame. Isn't that the ideal body index? I am on this diet; eat less in the day and as much as you can in the night and early morning. Thatz ma secret! You don't gain an ounce this way.

Writing about this crap made me check up the meaning of the word 'skinny'. This I did to make this entry lenghtier as I am not a expert on trivial matters. According to an online dictionary, Skinny was defined to be having unattractive thinness; eg."a child with skinny freckled legs"; "a long scrawny neck"

Looking at this technically, I don't think it qualifies me in anyway as I am sooooo attractive... ahahaha. Wait until I attract you, you'd wish I didn't. I thought "Slim" would do but it doesn't either. We normally invent words for this type of situation. ATHLETIC! I could do with that. I am athletic. If you still think I am 'skinny', wait until you see ma homeyz.

Becoming Irish...

Thank God itz wednesday! A change was needed urgently. It was emminent but we had to work it out. Took out time from a boring college life to catch up this Irish Commedy Play which I would admit was soo cool. My life recently had been so ritualistic that I could tell the near future though I am not a genie. I was kindda looking forward to the thingy, didn't really know what to expect but being in the company of a Pretty-sadistic-angry-driver-sarcastic-blogphobic-maniac-who-gave-me-a-new-name-'slim-pig' girl(decode that!) I couldn't have wished for a more pleasant evening about the stars.

The fun started right in the car and got on for 4hours straight. There was this drama staged when she missed a few turns and I doughed a few punches...something about following one's instincts....hmmm! Got in in time to catch the play start. Thanks to the 'kind' malaysian time thingy. It helped!

Sitting with this Beauty in the front row of the nearly filled theatre, I could feel eyes piercing through ma skin which is all good. I bet I was the only 'colored' guy in there so that could have told it. A noisy kid even asked me if I was from America. The Play commences....and it was laughs right to end. What was I enjoying? The Play or the Play? I am figuring this out!

I have never been a Rugby fan or watched one game successfully for 2 mins but I really did enjoy the Rugby Show. Yeash, especially when the guyz cursed in the native Irish accent - "What happens to a virgin that pees around?.....she gets focked". Pity the old malay folks that were watching. Were they enjoying this part the much I did! I am not a perv but every 'fock' word said accentuated some generous laughs even from the unsuspecting ones(Des should feel guilty).

Ma Gosh! those guyz must have had a sumptous dinner before staging the show or they were absolutely 'Gas bags'. I thought I could talk but this guys tripped me for two hours straight. I wasn't staying too close to the stage or I might have gotten drenched in Ptyalin which oozzed freely from the vocal cavities of this homosapiens. That wasn't an issue beleive me! When they decided to bow-out, admidst sonorous applauds, I wished the night didn't end.....and it didn't! It never ended till morning. I swear!!!

Next destination was dinner. Some people don't have it that late(11pm+) but, I broke the jinx but not after I earned ma new name! Damn! I can't beleive I babbled this much about this crap. I gotta out! Peace.

Un-living life

"Oh death, where is thy sting? Oh grave where is thy victory?"

The important things in life that we take for granted but suffer a terrible loss when taken away. It was a black week, the news of people passing out couldn't stop making the rounds. It started with the Pope but when the news of my Friend's pops kicking the bucket reverberted ma ossicles, I was hit! We just talked about the Old man a forthnight ago and I was totally taken aback that that was the last time he'd discuss about his Pops while he was still breathing. It is something that I do not wish to happen to anyone but inevitable as it appears, I am amazed when people just realise that life still goes on no matter what!

I try to say a prayer for ma friends and thier loved ones every time I talk to Jesus and I ask Him to protect and bless them families. It slips ma memory often attimes but, God knows whatz best for his children and doesn't give 'em stones instead 'o bread.

Reminiscing on the number of times I have prayed for me folks. Nothing will happen to them until I am ready for it - this I know but, Itz not an oversight altogether. I can't imagine how I'd take it, God willing I be by thier side when they need to SLIP. We just may not know how special the people who brought us into this world are until when someday they pass away but I ain't waiting till then. The most unfortunate thing is that we don't know the timings, we could only hope the inevitable tarries awhile. While having this in mind, we do our best to show them appreciation for it ain't easy to raise homosapiens. I swear!

I am not very good at consoling as I turn out to be giving sermons but, to all ma buddies who have ever lost a loved one whom they are depending upon, No amount of consolation, fasting or tear can bring them back to the throes of reality but....May God be your Father, companion and friend and be there when you think you'd be needing him most. Amen.

SHIT!

I happen to have one of the laziest dudez in college to be ma lecturer. It really trips me when I learn that at 30, hez got his Phd already but, I have never met an unserious dude as this....works for him! Our two hours class was shortened to less than one hour with which we spent like 30 minutes talking crap. It is supposed to be a pratical class so I don't expect much to be done in the classroom 'newayz.

I had ma rounds of laugh in this Power Supply Unit class today. The lecturer didn't mind that we brought some chips and drinks, sat right at is nose cracking away as he spoke we even left the wrapper on his table and he did not seem to bother. The college just seems to be training students but not citizens...too bad!

I love this ma Dr. lecturer, he is down to earth even though it almost gets out of hand at times. There wa this incidence, I was apointed to put people into groups for our Power Supply unit project and I mistakenly placed the sheet of paper on the water that dripped from the soft drink can and uttered SHIT!....I couldn't control ma fancy when almost simultaneously, the lecturer who is supposed to caution me screamed right in front of the class SHIT ! We laughed our brains out.

Itz amazing how we make a supposedly technical and complex class so simple and stupid. Forget that you are supposed to put your phone on silence mode in class. you can just let the thing ring a couple more time and answer it right there where you are seated. Lectures can pause when the cell phone rings as he'd love to answer his call right there in front of the class...., don't be lazy because, he'd scream 'MOVE YA ASS' right at your tail.

The best part is when we discuss 'chicks' after the dayz lessons. It should remain this fun.

Pope!

I am not very updated with the events happening in the world scence as I am too busy trying to create ma news than read somebodyz elsez. Plus, foreign news seldom comes to this part of the world.

But,....did I hear it correctly that the Pope kicked the bucket? Hmmm...wouldn't be so surprised it was like a 'till death do us part' thingy. Itz history as far as history is concerned. The poor guy has lived his dream so why brood over spilt milk? Letz make our own history.

I almost felt depressed until I found out that depression is merely anger without enthusiam...hahaha

Anikarc!

If there is some good things alongside bad ones that I have learnt from ma Afro Arab friends, it is 'brotherly love'. It really trips me to see the way the greet each other. The guys hug each other and you will seldom see them sit down to greet somebody they haven't met before or seen in a while. You might mistake them to be faggards especially in Asia where some people are pretty wierd. They ain't!

Don't go to an Afro Arab guy's house and refuse to sit for a customary drink. It may be interpreted as contempt. They are very generous as I have observed.

..That brings me to this.....have you noticed that 'bad' people are very generous? Don't tap this but, there seem to be this giving spirit in them especially when the stuffz they are offering is 'unhealthy'.

Take for an instance, Smokers(I smoke too so please don't crucify me!). You can walk up to a complete stranger who apparently must hate you and ask for a stick and he/she will offer it without a hitch. You might get lucky to make fast buddies this way!

Tell the same person to front you some change to 'makan' and you might get 'labeled'. Interesting huh!

You see the joy with which Druggers share their stuff, they don't give it a second thought. 'There is joy in sharing' could pass for their motto. I laugh it off this strange behaviour...or are they mocking- .....at least I don't have to die alone! Don't ask me.

I think I might speak basic Arabic if I am serious about it. Ma friends never have the courtesy to speak in the 'linqua franca' any time they are around me. So pathetic. I turned it into an opportunity to learn....and I could curse using in Arabic!

crap!

It is not only witches that play at night. Humans do too. People must have wondered why the heck would we prefer to play soccer not only in the night, but under heavy rain. Itz one of the silly things that niggas doo when we feel bored and feel like juggling balls. I swear it was so much fun that not even the fear of fever would deter us from putting in two solid hours to working out the ball.

I opted to going on silly adventures instead of staying at home and whining about how boring life is outta here. On saturday, I missed the bus to soccer training and I really wanted to ball so I hopped on ma friendz manual bike and cycled all the way to the field which was like miles away. My mates thought me to be silly but I call it dedication and interest....plus, I did not have to cycle back as some dude who bought a new-old car was kind enough to give me and the sweet bike a ride home.

The weekend was a great one. I swear I didn't do any bad things.....been a good boy all along. God has been very good too! He caused good things to happen and I will be eternally grateful. and..I decided to stuff ma phone after a so very long time. Almost exhausted the units though. It was just a scheme to keep this guys from blocking ma line.

I had a happy weekend. God through some VERY special people could be given credit for this. I love you! Yeash, YOU!

FIRE!

Fire on the mountain run run run.....This fire drill thingy was conducted in ma college today. We were intimated by our lecturer yesterday so we were kindda expecting fire! Believe me, students had to skip class because of this. Was it the grammar or is it an allergy. Drill!

Midway in-between Eng. Maths IV class, this deafening alarm sounded and we were ordered to exit the building using the staircase. What a good work-out for 10am in the morning! I couldn't help wondering, if there really was fire, would we have strolled out nochalantly the way we did? From the statistics taken by the firemen we evacuated the building in 'bout 7mins time. Isn't that enough time to get roasted? Reminds me of the earthquale thingy where we had to converge outside the building. Should much effort be put into making people realise that their safety is their sole responsibility?

Classes resumed after wasting our damned 10mins....with less students in the class anyway. Some siezed the moment and went on a french leave...not that it would deter Mr. Fu from downloading another topic into our frightened CPUs. If you look at it logically, the drill thingy wasn't really a neccessity or, are they telling us somebody is planning to roast some flesh soon?

Classes today were very challenging but no fun. I was so not in the mood for anything but sleep nah...think. Figured out that the month's ending today. This is really not a good time to end. I wish I could con maself to believing that it is just in ma head...."Mbiong adiok".

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!

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.