Short post.

Simple to say.

I feel like shit.

Bye.

Quick post here. Question for those who actually read.

What are you?

Somehow..?

Before I rant again, just a quick shout out to Lin You Yi.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!

Alright. Moving on. Topic for the day is.

Friendship

What do we call a true friend? Someone who we can talk with easily? Someone who helps you when you're down? Someone who tries their best to be there for you when you need it? Someone who gives you advice when you're lost? Okay okay. How does this sound? Someone who goes with you into a crazy plan when they can't convince you not to do it, sits beside you in jail when both of you are caught, busts you out of prison and goes on with another of your crazy plans? Sounds like my kinda bestfriend. ♥~

Now. My bestfriends are people who not only don't mind going along with my crazy plans, they COME UP with their own crazy plans that I don't mind following. We stand by each other and be there when one of us falls. We do what we can to make the day better and we never ever back-stab each other. Okay, okay, at this point, there's going to be some mindless fuckwit who thinks, 'Bullshit! This guy's typing fucking nonsense! No one has ever not back-stabbed someone!' Oh please. I never said I never back-stabbed someone. I said I never back-stab my bestfriends. I've been in the BS business since I was 8!

Friends are a dime a dozen, perhaps a dozen too many. Hell, I can call many people a friend, but for a bestfriend, well. I only have two hands to count them with. But a pity, I won't list them here. Why? I'm not letting stupid shits stir up trouble with them. But too have the ones I have, I feel blessed. Some people ask what I live for. I live for myself and my friends. Also, Some people say I'm not human. If I'm not human, I'm just alive. That's all.

I'm cutting this post short due to unforeseen circumstances. But that's pretty much what I wanna say, summarized. Peace! :D ♥

Those little things in life.

We all live by something. Something that means a lot to us. It could be words, a feeling, someone. For someone like me. I live by 3 simple words.

Honor. Friends. Family.

I'm a simple person. Don't do anything that disgraces yourself, your friends or your family. Stick by this simple rule and everything will simply be fine! But there's always that one person who does something so fucking stupid or even worse, pokes his/her nose into matters that don't concern them. If that isn't bad enough, they fuck up so badly, they actually cause people more frustration and pain than be a help. And that brings me to my two topics of the day. My first topic of this post is,

Lies.

Alright, I'll be honest. I'm no saint. And I have lied. IN FACT! I would say that everyone has lied AT LEAST once in their lifetime. The one who says he/she has never told a lie is the greatest liar of them all.  This is a fact. And I think we are all aware of that. But dislike being lied to. I dislike liars. And this includes myself. YES. I don't hate people. I just have a slight dislike for them. Because it's hard to tell what's the difference when some is telling the truth and when someone is telling a lie. Or so you think. It's simple to tell if someone is lying. But to see through a lie, we have to be sharp. Watch the person's body language. Let's have a simple scenario. Say, you're talking to your best friend. And you ask that friend about an item that you've lent him. However, he/she lost it and out of panic, the person says "Someone stole it!" or "Oh. It slipped my mind. I'll return to you next time we meet."

Wow. Genius. But like the wise men say. It takes a bigger lie to cover another. So as the days pass, your friend tries harder and harder to cover up his/her act and at some point, the excuse given is just completely ridiculous. And at this point, all hell breaks loose, the friendship turns sour and enmity is born. Why? It all started with a lie. Amazing, isn't it? What could have prevented this situation? If he/she simply told the TRUTH. Let's face it. Lying is wrong. Even if it's a white lie. And we all lie. But it doesn't mean can't STOP lying. After all, the ability to adapt and change is what makes us human right?

My second topic is something I have always esteemed. It's something we make. And we either keep it or forget it. If you're smarter than a monkey, you would've figured out what my second topic was gonna be. If you haven't, you're in need of some serious medical attention. Alright, enough sidetracking. My second topic for the day. Or night, as it seems is

Promises.

Well, you're probably wondering why I esteem promises. Simple. Because it's the ONLY oral contract(in a sense) that humans either fulfill or forget. Since an incident about five(?) months ago, I have tried to keep the promises I make. I sound like a hypocrite since I know damn well I never really bothered back then. But if you can read. The keyword here is, "back then". But you all know it right? I hope so. Anyway, personally, I make promises to people I care about or love. As long as they mean something to me or play a big role in my life. If I promise to do something, I will do my best to fulfill it. No matter what. I have to honor my promise. If you ask me, I would say that it's a.. Life's resolution?

The promises that mean a lot to me are made through one way only. Maybe some might find the phrase familiar because I've said it quite a few times. My one and only contract that I will keep, even if my life depended on it. Pinky Promise. Why, you might be wondering? A pinky promise is made by those of close relations and of much importance. I've made 3 pinky promises through my seventeen years of life and I'm still keeping them. If you're reading this and you're wondering about it or if I still remember, yeah. I still remember. And I still am keeping them. Something I have learned with the passing of time, is this.

Promises are n e v e r broken. Just.. F.o.r.g.o.t.t.e.n..

David Choi - That Girl - Official Music Video - Wong Fu Productions

Beautiful song! ♥

RANDOM RANT!

I'm not sure. But for some reason, after thinking a lot, with my gans, or when I grow up and I really adopt a baby, I want to be a good father.

First real/decent post.

Have you ever stayed up? And then you realise that you're remembering the past? In the sense that, you find yourself smiling or on the brink of tears? Something like that. I feel that memories play and still play a big role in my life. I remember the past and all the happiness and sorrow just flow back to me. Its that fine line between reality, insanity and disillusions. I don't remember how long, but for long periods of time, I can simply linger there and relive everything thats happened. Joy, happiness, pain, sorrow and anger. It's all there. Probably more. Love. Warmth. Depression. Heartbreak.

Which brings me to my topic for this post.

Heartbreak.

As humans, when we don't want to worry someone, we tend to HIDE things. But due to this habit, we stop becoming ourselves and become someone different. The psychological change is so drastic, the people who are involved in our everyday lives notice that we aren't ourselves. The person who's hiding something that relates to an emotion becomes more erratic. The person may show signs of change such as sudden withdrawal from the society, introvertism, or simply shaking/shrugging things off with a smile or the like. However, only the person who has something to hide doesn't notice these changes.

And usually, a person changes completely and drastically when he/she is hiding the feeling of Heartbreak.

When we feel heartbreak, it's different for everyone. The feeling of your heart shattering, breaking into itty bitty pieces, the feeling of someone who just slit your throat open. Etcetra etcetra. You get my point. But it's because of this feeling, we get this immense and near unsurpressable amounts of sadness and for some people, there's also that possibility of anger. For most, we just cry it out for a period of time. Start to hate the person and then, we move on. But for people like me. we'd rather not worry others and just choke and bottle everything inside. As much as it's a bad habit, we'd rather have an all out battle on our own psychological plane and fight it out till the end rather than let others know about the pain we feel.

I really couldn't care less about what others think about how I should tell them if something isn't right. When you're me, almost everything doesn't go your way. It's no different from receiving a Burn Notice. You're stuck where ever God leaves you in, you do whatever comes your way, and get help from people who are still talking to you, be it a half psychotic friend, a godparent who's missing half of the time or family. If you're desperate. Point being that the surrounding conditions are shitty and so pathetic, yet I'm able to just keep moving forward and turn back at the past without stumbling.

We're all different. So the way we deal with pain is different. However, the path we tread is all connected in the end. All paths lead to the same end. The path we call life. And it through this path that we become stronger. More mature. Smarter. And possibly, we learn what we truly want in life.

그것은 사랑이 아니에요. 하지만 용기와 사랑에 중요한.

Huh... New post today just to say that I'm back.

Again, posts won't be frequent unless I find something blog-able.

Or, unless I find something worth talking about.

Well. I have. But the post won't be today.

Talk next time peeps. Bye~

Friendship and Knowledge

I know of a few sayings.

"Who finds a faithful friend, finds a treasure."
-- Jewish saying
Hold a true friend with both your hands. --Nigerian Proverb
"Friendship needs no words..."
-- Dag Hammarskjold.
"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked." -- Bernard Meltzer.

Get these into your head you idiot. Don't get into another guilt trip.
Friends. Remember?

DEDICATION!

THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO MY DAUGHTER IN LAW

NICOLE THAM, WHO COMPLAINS THAT THIS BLOG IS DEAD.

SO HERE'S A POST. CHEERS DAUGHTER IN LAW!~

:D!

I love you all readers! ♥

'Nuff said.

It feels weird not being there anymore.

I miss being with the Family.

I miss going to practice with the Family.

I miss wasting my time with the Family.

I miss the music.

I miss the singing.

I miss the chaos, fun and laughter.

I miss everything.

Most of all. I miss...

Blindness and Ignorance

Because my hands are small, I cannot protect you.

Because my hands are weak, I cannot support you.

Because my hands are short, I cannot reach you.

Because my hands are dirty, I cannot embrace you

I cannot pray or wipe dry my tears.

So please come back to me.

I don't care how much you will hurt me.

I don't care how small, weak, short or dirty I will become.

Cut yourself free, escape and return to me.

Frightened and crying for repentance.

Because these hands. They were made to punish you.

-Arisa Kukuru. (The Blind and Ignorant People of Our Age.)

I'm getting bored with the spammers.

HEH! Well. They only seem to have one matter with me.

Which is kinda like. In the past.

I'm amazed with the amount of worthless trash that runs along the internet.

I mean. Your parents bless you with a name

They teach you the proper ethics.

Yet all you're capable of doing is just making digs at someone and his friends.

While hiding behind the screen. Hello? Grow up.

Don't be such a coward. Cripes. And the way you both type.

It gives away who you are. Might as well just expose yourself now.

Damn morons..

I have a new friend.

His/Her name is -!

Entertaining no? ROFLOLMAO!

Back.

Long time since I acutally made a post. My good friend is over here right now.

Mozilla Firefox is screwed.

Life's pretty good I guess.

WIN!

MOOFIN! I wanna learn the C-Walk!

Me: **** or *****'s Dad?

Zgu Wie: **** DUH! I'd rather shave my pubes with a lawnmower than do *****'s dad.

EPIC WIN! :D

You have to take the good with the bad
Smile with the sad
Love what you've got and remember what you had
Always forgive
But never forget
Learn from your mistakes
But never regret
PEOPLE CHANGE
THINGS GO WRONG
But just remember life goes on.

And to those two faced hypocrites who call themselves friends,

I lied because I didn't want her to know the truth
I ditched her cos I wanted to go home with my friends
I lost my temper at her cos she was busy with her sister's party
I can't give in to her cos I want to win
I broke my promises because I don't know how to be mature
I did things she didn't like because I liked doing them.
I did things behind her back because I didn't want her to know.
I flirted with other girls even though I already had her
I attitude her because I wanted things to go my way.


I FAIL AS A BOYFRIEND OK?