Wednesday, April 26, 2006

.to have is to neglect.

sometimes, we own something or we hold on to something for so long that we forget to look at it again.

sometimes, we have something for too long that we neglect it.

we neglect the beauty that it once has. the light that shined on it has now dimmed. it was once the most beautiful thing in your eye, now it is just a reflection in the corner of your eye.

do you remember how we used to look at each other? do you remember how we cherish every moment together? no matter how short, we grab every opportunity to be together.

then, i don't know when it happened but it did, we moved apart. every moment seemed the same as the last moment. nothing is new, everything is seen and done. we never cherish those small moments anymore.

when will we cherish each other again as if there is no tomorrow? when will we move to the center of our eye again? if we do not do something about it, i believe we will always remain at the corner.

i love it when we are together but things were never the same anymore, you are not the same anymore, and neither am i.

should we look back or should we neglect everything again?

those little things we did seemed to matter last time, but i wonder when it all became a necessity more than appreciation. we used to do small little things together, now we're all stuck in this materialistic world giving presents because it is a "must", not a will.

when will we realize, that we are moving apart?

i need some token of appreciation for the things i do too. i can't seem to shrug things off with a simple hug or a simple kiss. i need more than that, i need you.

let's take a step back and move back together into the center of our eyes again. because i know love is not an illusion, it is real and i want to see it in the center of my eye.

let's not look at the past or neglect each other anymore. let's look at the future and cherish each other. i know love is not lost.

p/s: sometimes a relationship can last for so long that it will turn into a responsibility more than love. but responsibility could be a KIND of love. just look at it differently.

p/s/s: i still love you ;)

.MTV of the week.

Wang Lee Hom - Hua Tian Cuo 花田錯

Kao An

SuperWoman

Enjoy these three MTVs while waiting for me to update some shit next time.

or you can try this brain cracking shit too:

The Wicked

.today in jimmee.

i think i'm gonna be out of connection for the next 1 week and a half. i'm in the process of moving. i think everything will be disconnected tomorrow. so, updates might not be so frequent. (not that its frequent now anyways...)

i've been packing my stuff for 1 hour and i've managed to complete one thing only...

make a mess out of the living room and my room.
believe me, if you go into my room or the living room now, you'd think someone just robbed it.

my dustbin's full to the brim and things are overloading till they're dropping.

dirts are everywhere and not to mention "habuks".

well, at least, i've managed to pack my (not working) PC into the box and also my speakers. i've also managed to squeeze half of my shirts into a box. a lousy box. hopefully, my friend who's being such a good sport will be able to fetch all my stuffs back. if not, i might have to leave some here for future "trouble".

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the MPJBT came again a couple of days ago. it seems that our landlord haven't paid the "cukai harta" for like almost 1 year. they want to "sita" the house (this includes everything in the premise). I go WTF? what about my PC, my stuffs, my car... my shiznits and all my friend's shiznit.

they can't really manage to get a hold of the landlord cause she's a bitch who just had a fight with her husband and both of them refuse responsibility for this house.

however, i think the wife should be responsible since all our money goes into her pocket. it's only fair that she pay the house tax. i mean, what kinda moron would wanna lose a house over a year's property tax which doesn't even accumulate to RM1000.

she must be someone who should be kicked out of the gene pool too.

i can't stand dumb people. and apparently, she's getting an ace for my dumb test!

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I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTAFIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB! I GOTTA FIND MYSELF A JOB!

sheesh! that's better! anyone got lobang???

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

.gene pollution.

i wonder why people can be such dinghead morons sometimes. i mean, look at the world's population. it is ever increasing. and without any quality control, we're bound to get idiots who will pollute the genetic pool.

the other day i was at the post office trying to settle some of my bills when this idiot who didn't bother to stand in line rushed in. he then proceeded to ask the girl in the counter whether he can get his package without his IC. the girl said no and bla bla bla. a couple minutes later, the guy asked something and the girl replied "go behind Petronas"

the guy asked "what is Petronas?"

i was about to bitch slap the mother fucker but thankfully the girl's sound of astonishment amused me..

"Petronas lu pun tak tau kah?"

i told him in Mandarin "the petrol station in front there"

he said "ohhh..." and went out.

what an idiot, "Petronas pun tak tau." i told the counter girl.

the girl shook her head in frustration and with some despair in humanity.

i began to understand her frustration. she must've been bugged with idiots like this all the time.

as i look at the girl, i remember my ex-roommate who told me he has 5 gigabyte of memory in his computer.

i take one look at his lousy computer and i said "you mean hard disk space. it's different you know?"

he snapped back "no lar, i know what is hdd and memory lar. last time i got more than 10gb of memory wan. now after install all these programs, my memory become small and slow. left 5 gig only."

i was lazy to explain it to him, so i said "ohhh" and walked away.

you see, people like this who can't accept criticisms or opinions and are beyond stupidity should be shot and killed so that our human generation can live on. what if their stupidity could not outwit their desire to reproduce? then we'll get more mini-idiots who can't even think straight.

our children will be full of bullshit.

really, just save us from mankind.

Monday, April 24, 2006

.drifting in Danga Bay.


yesterday, urm... Saturday night to be exact, there was a drifting competition in Danga Bay. My student's husband was in the race, so I went to watch the drift competition. Of course, it was drizzling at one point but no one bothered to find shelter. I guess the heat from the competition is enough to keep everyone hot.

It's actually a competition where they gather points before entering the Top 16. Once in the top 16, they battle it out 2 vs 2 and the loser is ousted. So, it's kinda a bummer if you encounter a mistake in the top 16.

The most appluded car in the whole competition was the AE86 which amazingly is modified to look almost exactly like Initial D, Takumi's car. It is driven by Tengku Djan. He's a pro drift racer and practices in Japan.

Anyway, the race was ecstatic. The view and the sound at the venue is enough to keep me grounded even though the heat was overbearing. I don't usually post videos in my blog but I think this event cannot be captured through image.

There was even a show drift by the Drift Master, Keiichi Tsuchiya himself.

Something funny happened though during the competition, there was only 1 female driver... Cheah Kah Jane no. 88, during the driver's line up, someone behind me shouted, "marry me 88!!!!"

and there i was, thinking what a fucking moron.

the event was sponsored by R3 and Zero to Hundred


with Kevin Yeo from Team Toyo and his Cefiro A31

Saturday, April 22, 2006

.totally friends.

there are a lot of things i am happy for. so if i die today...

i thank god for the nice friends that i have.

i mean, i realize now that they've played a very important part in molding who i am today. let's just say i am here today because of them.

they've brought me through tons of fun and hell. glad to say, they never trapped me into drugs, alcoholism or smoking. alcoholism would be okay but i guess my liver never really got used to it. one sniff and i'd be down like a rabbit in a rabbit hole. i know i know, bad analogy but who da fok cares right?

well, let's see now. who should i thank first.

kuang kia.
i've know him like... since kindergarten. he's a cool guy. a "LITTLE" playboyish but still cool.

yeap kia.
the good guy and smart guy. he's like our big brother when it comes to homework. haha. we always go to his house and ask him to tutor us. for FREE! hehe.

tony kia.
the most playful of all. at least used to be. he was always sporting and outgoing. i respect him for that. always going out making friends, having fun. but alas... i think a girlfriend spoiled him and tied him down. but i guess whatever rocks his boat.

tham kia.
mr. shorty is the real snoopy collector. i say that cause he has been dating since form 1 i think. i remember in standard six, he courted a girl by giving her a card. in the card it has a question and two "tick" boxes. The question is...
"do you love me?"
yes -
no -

:O
haha. creative heh?!

and then there's
chin hee kia, neh kia and pet kia.
chine hee kia is the real big brother cause he's older than all of us. a real kaki alligator this fella. but then damn yeng. kaki clubbing along with neh kia and pet kia.
these three are the epitome of clubbing guys in our group. no one can fight them. and chin hee kia was our tour organisor last time. anywhere we go, he'd be the one organising. maybe cause we're too naive and lazy last time. hehe.

neh kia is special. he's the hokkien speaking indian in our group. pet kia is also special, he's most probably the only tamil speaking chinese in our group.
and i still don't know whether he's chinese.

nit kia. the smartest asshole. but now he's under JPA scholarship so can't talk much about him.

ling kia. the chubby one and cutest guy i've ever met. also one hell of an outgoing and sporting fella.

chiew kia. i can still remember his usual comment and remarks "tomorrow got test lar" (in hokkien) whenever we asked him out.

khoo kia. a big bully in primary days. a very promising guy but a tad bit childish and immature at times. a good guy nonetheless. a bit alligator though....

and then there's the girls. which i can't talk about. or my other half will be jealous giler. and all hell will break lose. and i don't want that to happen. neither do you right? .... right?

fuck off.

the people in JB who made a difference in my life?

my other half. the end. life sucks here. the only other male in my course is an asshole. amen.
if it wasn't because of the fact that he is the only other male in my course... i would've fucked him off.

maybe he would've done the same thing to me too but who da fuck cares anyway.

oh and my students here made a difference in my life. they're such adorable and cute little kids. the adults are sporting as hell while the teenagers are playful like gorillas.

:)

p/s: this post is a secret. shhhh.....

.hehe.

blog tomorrow

p/s: yes, i realize the irony of this post....

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

.busy as a bee.

you know, don't mind me. i know i've been out of blogging for the couple of days. truth be told, i dun feel like blogging today too. why?

cause it's near the end now. and i've got lots of things to do. i've got my PSM hardbound to pass up, my furniture to pack, my things to pack up, my accounts here (including streamyx) to close down. i have no idea what to do with my water cooling system for my AMD.

anyone interested in getting their pc a souped up cooling system for a minimum price of RM250? call me.

it will include a waterblock for both GPU and CPU, a Black Ice Xtreme II Radiator and tubings necessary. if the tubings are too old or too diluted for your liking, just get one that fits from your nearest fish / pet shop.

i can throw in the water pump if you want too. the cpu and GPU alone costs more than RM200. and the BIX II radiator also costs more than RM200.

bah.. whatever, but if you really are interested, please make sure you know what you're doing to your PC before installing. i will not be held responsible if any water soaks into your computer. god knows how fucked up that will be.

electronic + water = fucked up.

so, i guess life is still damn dull here. i've got loads of things to do and truthfully, with finals... i can't be bothered to post up nice souped up pictures of life relating messages. maybe that's also due to the fact that i'm using a lousy handphone with lousy camera capabilities. once i upgrade my handphone, maybe i'll post more pictures up here.

till then, sayonara.

.lost.

Attached is the photo of our friend Mr. Ng's youngest daughter, Ng Li Sean, 15 years old. She has not come back home since she left home on Saturday evening,18th March 2006. She was in a barber shop that she went there for cutting hair that evening but she missing after her parents go to fetch her. She was last seen with a tomboy(gal) who are been searching long time by police on Sunday 19 evening.

Ng Li Sean suffering from gastric since she was young. Thus, she need to take medicine regularly. Her family are worried about her safety and need help to find their daughter back.
A police report has been lodged on Sunday evening, 19th March 2006 and there is still no news until now. Please contact Mr. Ng or Ah Chan directly if there is any help or information that you can offer.

Many thanks in advance

P/S: Her news also appear in various newspapers on the date of 23rd march 2006.

Father (Mr. Ng) : 016-7770955
Home No.: 07-4326237
Ah Chan : 016-7105919

The following is the girl's detail:
Name: Sim Choon Hwa (Ah Choon)
Age: 31
Car's plate no.: JGL 685 (model : Kancil)

Monday, April 17, 2006

.minor update.

i have a test today. i regret to say that i didn't study much for it.

my students have a test today. i hope they will fare much better than me.

i should really start to find a job. but the fear of not being in control of your future is terrifying. it really paralyses your thinking abilities.

right now, i think i'll just let them make the decisions and see where i can go on from here onwards.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

.sell fish.

sell fish is a very subjective term and can be interpreted two ways usually. what may have come from a majority point of view should not be interpreted as the correct and absolute truth.

take for example , your friend. and you know she has notes for tomorrow's class. but you don't. so, you ask her for the notes.

guess what, she says "NO". and then you label her as "selfish bitch".

but, the problem here might not be her. it might be you. you didn't pay attention in class but she did. you never lent her anything or even talked to her but you approach her for notes. you're labelling her as selfish but she's labelling you as selfish too.

now, this story is not to remind you of the selfish majority bastards out there but a story i once had in my trip to Langkawi last time. the memory was further strengthened by my trip a few days ago which i have just recovered from today. yes, it was that "tiring".

you see, we're all a bunch of friends. sitting together in a room. and a few of us wanted to sleep. "him" expecially. so he decided to take a nap. and we're all not yet sleepy and decided to play some cards, you know...the occasional stuffs. chatting.

some were drinking wine. and got hell drunk while drinking it. I think he was unconscious the time we dragged the fella down into the toilet, undressed him to his underwear and washed his puke by spraying water on him. but this is all another story...

so, my frind was sleeping while the rest of us were playing cards and basically... making noise. suddenly out of the blue.. he wakes up and shouts "hey! can't you all be quiet. i'm trying to sleep here!" (maybe not exactly but something along this line).

i wanted to say... hey, shut the fuck up, we're trying to play here. but why bother. he's too groggy to even understand a word i'm saying.

anyway, after that i don't know what happened but we're all out of "steam" to do anything crazy. of course messing with the drunken fella was a hip job.

and then, there's also the story of the fella that almost puked on my friend's hair. actually, he did puke.. but we never realized it until he farted. (the sound prompted us to go slap him and we saw his puke!).

so, who is the selfish fella here, us for not caring about his sleep. or him for just only thinking about himself. i mean, we're all supposed to have fun in a trip and play the night away. but fuck, how to play when we're supposed to be silent.

sometimes, making sure all your "kakis" are steady... is imperative.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

.cute kimono beauty.

see more of this gruesome image (here)

.United 93 never made it.

September 11. 4 planes were hijacked by a bunch of terrorists working in groups of 5. 3 of the hijacked planes met their objectives. 1 did not. United 93, the airline that never got into the White House.

The symbol of American Presidency, was saved by its people.

The sinister plan of United 93 was defeated by the alerted and unarmed passengers of United 93.

And as Zacarias Moussaoui is under trial for not revealing information that could have made a difference, the voice recorder in the cockpit of United 93 is revealed.

The passengers continued their assault and at 10:02:23, a hijacker said, "Pull it down! Pull it down!" The hijackers remained at the controls but must have judged that the passengers were only seconds from overcoming them. The air plane headed down; the control wheel was turned hard to the right The air plane rolled onto its back, and one of the hijackers began shouting "Allah is the greatest. Allah is the greatest?’
this is the story behind it all. (link)

Monday, April 10, 2006

.jealousy is the root of all evil.

jealousy is the root of everything in a relationship. the lack of it and the excess of it.

jealousy causes anger, causes fights/quarrels, mistrust, break-ups. basically jealousy is everything.

why do men or women tend to hide things from their partners? if it's not because of adultery, it must be jealousy...

i mean, it's nothing biggie.. a couple of friends going out, but maybe different chromosome pairs. but they tend to hide this simple fact from their partner. why? cause it's easier. it's easier than explaining, it's easier than telling, it's easier than enduring the torrents of rant. one word, easy!

but, if the other partner finds out. she will only think of one thing.. of course besides infidelity, it would be mistrust. why didn't he/she trust me to tell me?

dear, it's not because of trust... it's because of the most basic trait of human nature... conflict avoidance. once mistrust sets in... believe me, going out for a cup of coffee with your best friend would be like... MI3.. yes, Mission Impossible III.

after getting frustrated with the lack of freedom, fuck... quarrels and fights set in. plates fly (maybe not) but words are hurled. words that we will regret the minute it comes out of our mouth. because it hurts us more than it hurts them.

yes, it hurts US more than it hurts them.

who can stand the lack of freedom and constant scrutiny by their counterpart? believe me no one can. it's a matter of patience, not a matter of adaptation.

once patience runs thin... all hell breaks lose. fucked up man... love life is fucked up.

once love life is fucked up... it all boils down to one solution. break up.

all because of jealousy?

girls are more serious in this area compared to guys. so, just put trust in a box and pass it to him. if he breaks it, it was meant to be broken anyway. maybe all the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't put it back together again. maybe it will never heal...

but it is better than keeping the trust in a locked box where all the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't even touch it. right?

Sunday, April 9, 2006

.party poopers.

is it so hard to get people to part with their hard earned money and embark on a 3 days 2 nights journey to a tropical island?

i hate it whenever this happens. first, i plan a trip which costs over 400 including all the extra expenses and including transportation. then everyone gets hyped up and they agree. skip forward a week, they fucking tell me their parents won't let them go, they are too busy, they are poor (insert some more bullshit here).

now i'm left with three person (including me) going to Redang. is this still a group? would it still be fun?

what are friends for? stingy mother fucking bastards who have nothing better to do than sleep their mother fucking way and bury their head in books throughout these five years in UTM. hmmm, fuck them...

would it still be advisable if i'm left with three person? could this trip still be fun?

anyone went with a three person entourage before?

well, at least i have another trip coming up this thursday to another beachfront.

at least i know these other people won't cancel and give me some bulshit crap!

p/s: anyone wanna go with us to Redang?

Saturday, April 8, 2006

.biggest mistake of my life?

could this be the biggest mistake of my life....?

i've got a tuition class tomorrow *shock! horror!*
let's see how the students react....

* photo of the week (link)

Friday, April 7, 2006

.killing my reputation.

i hate the smell of freshly dyed hair.

and yes, i dunno where the hell i got this sudden outburst of eagerness and stupidity, i went and got my hair dyed. the color was supposed to be a dark auburn kinda shit. but under the sun, i think it's more red than auburn or whatever.

i have never been a fan of people dyeing their hairs. i kinda lump them all up into one category, ah bengs.

but lately, i have been pondering to myself, whatever that makes a person ah beng is not only his hair... but a combination of his car, his attire, attitude and hair (yeah hair counts too).

however, i think in the span of 1/2 an hour after i dyed my hair, i've been called ah beng by my friends more than 10 times.

i totally blame myself for always referring to my friends who dyed their hair as ah lians.....

now, go bugger off. i am having a bad hair day.

Thursday, April 6, 2006

.scientology.

Scientology, a new religion or a new scam?

Some central beliefs of Scientology:

  • A person is an immortal spiritual being (termed a thetan) who possesses a mind and a body.
  • The thetan has lived through many past lives and will continue to live beyond the death of the body.
  • A person is basically good, but becomes "aberrated" by moments of pain and unconsciousness in his life.
  • What is true for you is what you have observed yourself. No beliefs should be forced as "true" on anyone. Thus, the tenets of Scientology are expected to be tested and seen to either be true or not by Scientology practitioners.
believe it or not, you need to pay 240 bucks to enter this religion....

the history of human being according to scientologists...

the story of Xenu, the galactic tyrant who first kidnapped certain individuals who were deemed "excess populatio " and loaded these individuals into space planes for transport to the site of extermination, the planet of Teegeeack (Earth). These space planes were said to have been copies of Douglas DC-8s, except with rocket engines. He then stacked hundreds of billions of these frozen victims around Earth's volcanoes 75 million years ago before blowing them up with hydrogen bombs and brainwashing them with a "three-D, super colossal motion picture" for 36 days, telling them lies of what they are and what the universe should be like and telling them that they are 3 different things: 'Jesus, God, and The Devil.' The traumatized thetans subsequently clustered around human bodies because they watched the motion picture together, making them think they are all the same thing, in effect acting as invisible spiritual parasites known as "body thetans" that can only be removed using advanced Scientology techniques. Xenu is allegedly imprisoned in a mountain by a force field powered by an eternal battery. He is said to be still alive today.

FYI : Tom Cruise and John Travolta is part of Scientology and Tom is an avid believer.

now if only people in Lampe Berger could make LB a religion...

truthfully, i'm interested in the eternal battery. maybe i can harness its potential.
(think no more need for coal, wind, solar, nuclear or oil energy/power)

read more on scientology....

.nearly over.

everything's almost over....

.end of an era.

i think i'm finished with my PSM. wait a minute. i am.. all that's left is CD-fying it and hard copying it.

woot! and after this, only CALL assignment to go and i'm all fired up for a holiday and a nice long vacation. i even got myself a sunglass just for the trip. hehe.


see?

is the sunglass a short-sighted speckie? no.... cause contacts rock!

now, after 5 years in this fucking university, i can really say that i've had enough of it. i mean, 4 years was still nostalgic and maybe leaving at a ripe age of 4 years in UTM would've left me with some love... but 5 years just makes it all too predictable and boring.

if i can describe utm.. i would call it lifeless, drab, dull, boring or sucky.

and i've finally got my bluetooth adapter to work with my BlueSoleil software. it had to undergo 3 BT adapter changes but now... it's finally working. woohooo!

and if you can notice from the picture, which i doubt it.. i've gotten a haircut. it was 2 weeks ago but it costs 32 bucks can? in Tmn Universiti here where life is a bitch and student discounts are everywhere, i still can't imagine i got a haircut for 32 bucks! well, i take solace in the fact that they had to prewash my hair, give me a massage.... a nice one if i may add, a haircut (duh..) and another wash.

for the experience, i wouldn't complain about the price but still, i'm a fucking student k?

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

.multi level my ass.

.sometimes, i am saddened by the amount of ignorance my friends have.

i thought he was better than that. but he fell for the same old trick again.. get rich quick while you play with your balls and shake your legs.

what's wrong with MLM?

Many readers will share the experience of observing MLMs divide families, friends, churches, and civic groups. Lifelong friends are now "prospects." The neighborhood is now "a market." Motives change, suspicions rise, divisions form. The question is begged: "Is it worth it?"
read here

not to mention the fact that i have seen people in this field. and yes they do earn quite a living.

at first! but after a couple of months or a couple of years (if he/she is lucky), karma bites back.

people tend to alienate you if you keep on prodding them to enter a business scheme. and people who can't earn from your recommendation after promises of richness and a brand new car will also blame you.

humanity is not based on money. although i do agree that money is good, but money is not what we aim for in life. we aim for a good life and wonderful friends. at least that's what i aim for.... just above money that is... ;)




Top 10 reasons not to join LB

and if you're already in LB, go get help here!

here are some writings in the blogosphere dedicated to LB. if you have written one, post it at the comment section and i'll add it on.

Lampe Berger: A catastrophe in the making?

Lampe-Berger/SYN Saga: Calls for investigation pours in

Of the reason why this Lampe Berger fad is a pyramid scheme

An Epilogue on Lampe Berger

Lampe Berger (1)

Kiyosaki, Lampe Berger and MLM

.monosyllabic.

it's not actually monosyllabic per se but you kinda get the idea.

i call this the he-sms syndrome.

you see, a friend of mine once commented to me.

"why do you always answer my sms in as little word as possible? always yes, no, ok, wait, later, now, dunno..."

i say "i thought you asked something and wanted to know the answer. what's else to say?"

another friend commented "yeah, i always send sms to my bf also. i try to use up as much space as possible and squeeze it all out and he goes and sms me ok, yes, dunno, no... you know, monosyllabic words."

hmm....

it got me thinking. i guess it's true for me and a couple of my friends. why write longer when you can write shorter?

does this effect only show in sms-es or also during conversations? do girls who like to talk tend to sms with a lot of words?

how about men who talk a lot? do they send sms-es as short as possible or as long as possible?

i mean, i take pride in making my sms as short as possible but maybe girls don't want that..

they want long mother fucking texts.... which will fuck up your brain and fry the heart.

i dunno... maybe i'll do a research soon.

how about you? feeling the same problem with your gf or bf?

Monday, April 3, 2006

.preparing to Redang.

i'm planning a trip to Pulau Redang on the 18th, 19th and 20th of this month.

Any ideas on where to get cheap packages or how can i make the whole experience a lot less expensive?

any ideas on what i should be preparing before going there?

btw, i'm currently in JB. so, the whole trip to Kuala Terengganu/Pulau Redang might take 7-8 hours?

Saturday, April 1, 2006

.forwarded shit.

some forwarded shit i received on friendster and...

Every night, someone thinks about you go to sleep.

is this line missing a word or am i just too fucking boring.

At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
i think the word is "loves". and yes, although i appreciate the adulation, don't go telling that to the grandma who's been giving me winks and slurping her lips at the bus stop.

The only reason someone would hate you is because they want to be justlike you.
again, the word is "spacebar". i hate cockroaches, and maybe some cats. whoa, that must mean i want to be a cockcat.

There are at least 2 people in this world that would die for you.
if you're gonna tell me its my parents, i'm just gonna say LAME!
if not, i need a new liver, leave me a comment. i mean it...!

You mean the world to someone.....
OMG, am i that fat?

Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
if its god, i'm still gonna say LAME! if its not god, i hope its not the hooker down at the red district. or even worse, i hope it doesn't have the exact same chromosome pairs as i do.

When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
yeah, i know. its called BABY!

When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look again.
i know what happens! i look all the time.... the world turns its back, i look, it farts.

Always remember the compliments you received.
narcissist

Forget the rude remarks
fat bitch! now go somewhere and forget about it.

.kids.

teaching kids is like teaching a bunch of monkeys. maybe even worse. at least with monkeys, you can cage and whack them till kingdom comes. but with kids... you can't really do dick to them.

let me see now, i had three crying kids, five throwing tantrums, four disobeying my orders and all of them shouting at a volume i think the next block can hear.

and yes, all this in a duration of 2 hours.

if i have kids, i think i'll have them one at a time.