Put here anything you want like a disclaimer, welcome message, anything. Even a counter.

When people are tired, they tend to do things that they didn't intend to do. Like say for example, you're tired and someone you care for alot starts irritating you in the most adorable way ever, instantly you'll just tell him/her to just shut up and leave you alone but deep down inside you know you didn't mean to say that. It was just on impulse when your body naturally decides to defend itself from being 'physically' abuse by someone else in its fragile state of mind. But then again, it begs the question of why drunk people always tell the truth?

Thing is, when you're drunk, you don't know what the hell you're thinking about and your mind just shuts on you. Thats is the only time the true human emotion is revealed. When only your mind says what it always wanted to say and the heart isn't involved in this. So, if we relate it back to the tired thing, isn't it the same? Means all this while you wanted to say something but dare not say it cause you know somehow it will break the person's heart, of if you want to be more abusive, break your face if you say the wrong thing.

I'm not getting anywhere with this entry trust me... Not. My point is, how would you know when someone is lying to you? People should invent a super portable lie detector shaped like a handphone so its so damn portable that you can actually carry it in your freaking pants. Just imagine how effective and useful it could be to the society.




Vendor: ID please

Boy: I'm 18 already lah uncle.

Vendor: Give me your hand.

(BEEP goes the lie detector)

Vendor: So what brand you want? Malboro? ViceRoy? Camel?

Well, the second scene is a joke just in case you didn't realized that. Err. Doink. But get the point? People said that by looking in the eyes, you'll be able to see if the person is lying. Some said body language. Others believe that if you notice the tone, you can catch when the person is lying. My take? Just love the person and when you get it back, naturally he/she won't lie. And even if he/she did it, the likely reason is because they don't want to hurt your feelings or go against your beliefs. Like say for example, you want to go out with your friends and your mum doesn't like the idea cause she knows that people start bitching when they see you outside with a person of the other sex and news spreads like wild fire that even the typhoon that hit Japan didn't make it on the front head line news. So, without disturbing the fact that someone believes in this theory, you bed the rules a little so as to not piss the person of and you can happily enjoy yourself. But be prepared to face ultimate guilt cause hell, someone believed you whole heartedly and you went out to enjoy yourself. Lie, but don't lie fully. Its better to just keep minor details for yourself.




Remembered playing this game called 'Road Rash 3D' on my Playstation years ago and one of the taunts was actually 'What a cheese ball' and he will always say it when triggered to do so. But the way it is being said is so hilarious, I had to remember it so I could laugh at the good old memories of racing down a virtual hill. But of course, it comes in different lines too.

Spend yesterdays' afternoon with my mum and younger brother at Sentosa. It was fun cause my brother had some Family Day thing event organized by his primary school so my mum dragged me along. There were of course many people getting burned in the hot sun and I was one of the many being cooked slowly. But the event was pretty fun so I played along.

Continued the fun going through the attractions and it was free of course. Cause family members of Sentosa attraction staff gets in for free. But of course, under our own discretion. Thats like the in word now in Sentosa. We can actually let you in. But you have to be a family member. Really. Family only. Yes. Family. Shh..

Met Meme after the outing to get some drums over at Swee Lee. Getting pretty excited but we will have to wait a little longer for the new things to come in. Maybe what my girlfriend said was true.... I'll never learn to let go...

.: YeS :.


Its my 321^st entry and I have lost ideas of what titles to give my entries. Thanks to Mozilla, it actually helps alot cause each time I type down a few words, it actually shows titles which starts of with those words. In other words, I get to see my previous blog titles so I don't name two titles the same. Err, do you even get what I'm saying? Never mind then, forget it. It sounds harder to explain in words.

Ah yes. I'm going through this phase. Its the 'lets call up random people to say hi' phase which is actually quite cool. I did it to my friends who I have not spoken to in months and its so fun. I shall do this again some other time when I'm in the mood of talking to people. Its very rare for me to call people up cause I only talk if there is a need to except people like my girlfriend and my best friend who I can actually have proper conversations without long awkward silences in the middle.

Speaking of which, I used to have many late night conversations with people. People like Shida and Rachel. Two good friends of mine. The topics vary and it can be rather ridiculous at times. I always bitch about people when I'm talking on the phone. Its quite cool actually. Bitching makes conversations nicer in fact. Without bitching, it just becomes a normal eh hi kind of conversation which happens only at lift lobbies when you see your friend from another block. Err, I'm speaking rubbish now. Trust me. Damn. Hafez. You're losing it.

My eyes feel heavy but I've been sleeping the whole day. I think I'm suffering from deprivation of attention. If there was such a syndrome, I think they would need to invest in alot of research to help me out. Like seriously..

Shit.. I can't type anymore. I just got distracted. Another time then....




Woke up early in the morning and the body told the mind, "Hey, lets just skip school". And the mind replied back, "Sounds like a cool idea". So there there were, body and mind, sleepy peacefully on the bed together. Then something had to disturb the whole beautiful scene, the alarm clock. "Wake up you assholes!" shouted the alarm clock. Lazy came running to help them. Lazy went straight to the alarm clock and hit him so hard, the alarm clock gave up and kept quiet. So the moral of the story? Make sure you have an alarm clock that can withstand such abuse. End of story.

Went to my younger brothers' parent teacher meeting on behalf of my mum. Apparently the family has some 'bad tummy ache' syndrome going around. I had it yesterday but it wasn't so bad until morning came along. I must admit that I miss parent teacher sessions cause thats the only time your teacher embarrasses you in front of your parents. Err, now that doesn't sound so nice.

Came to find out from my brothers' teacher that he is a very playful kid in class. I was telling myself, "damn, I was like that". I was nodding my head in agreement and dare not try to cover my brother cause he is after all a little playful at times, just like his brother who is complaining about the whole damn affair. Met his other teacher too and he too had the same comment for the kid. I pity the kids though cause its nice to hear praises and stuff from teachers but hearing complaints is like an indirect insult to the parents. Shows that the parents do not tell their kids to behave in school. But then again, it could also mean there is no proper disciplinary action going to scare the kids to make them sit in their sits and just study till their heads crack. The kid's only in Primary two. I have to admit that even I don't know the meaning of some of the words found in his exam paper. Ooops. Yeah. I'm that bad in my Malay language, I'll have to admit to that. What?

Went to school, missed my UT, to meet the FYP team. I really had no mood to do anything cause my mind was more focused on what to do next instead of listening to dates. I just found out that I share alot of similarities with one of my supervisors. We don't like to write down stuff. We rather just listen and then do it. We control our time. Not time controls us. But then again, I forgot to ask about whatever will happen if last minute preparations fail. Shit.

June is going to be one hell of a ride. Sheraton Hotel performance coming up on the 6th of June and the boys will be handling it. Boys here refer to the senior boys in Beats Encore. We are still in Beats Encore and we are definitely not sexist just in case you thought we were. We just call ourselves Boys due to the fact that one of our tracks was called Boys Versus Girls. Girls don't get us wrong on this. There is no barrier between us boys and you girls. Err, what the hell am I saying. Speaking of Boys, I'm trying to recall how the whole boys things came about.

I remember telling Fadilah to organize the kids while I was away. I don't really know what the hell I went but when I came back, the girls were outside the room and the boys were inside. They were creating the beats as individual groups. I found the Boys beat very cool and I decided to join in the fun but contributing to the sounds of the whistle. Then bang! There you have it! BOYS! Sounds a little like Samba. Actually the bass beat sounds like one of the beats from another track that we recorded. Who cares?

In my attempt to find peace, I rented a DVD from the school library just to find out that it wasn't working well. The first half of the DVD was so scratched that it could not be played. I actually rented out Taxi 3 which I was 3 years back when I was in secondary school. I just like the car actually and the humor in it. Never did know that French people could be that funny. Watched the second half of the show which was like about 30 minutes remaining. Lucky I had already watched it before or I would cursed and swear at the librarian. Damn the user before me. Free things what. What you expect?

Okay, tomorrow is a big day for me. Please. Please help me. Cheers to myself. Damn. I'm losing it. Oh yeah. I borrow a book called 'ever wonder why'. Its damn cool lah! Like super cool lah. I feel smart all of a sudden.

Some questions you can find inside. Ever wonder why...


and so many more!

Ain't that cool! I find it cool. If you want to know the answers, just ask me! I will answer all your queries, that is if you ever wonder why.




Work. I was telling myself that I should work for the money. That was the motivation I had today. I felt like crap. Like seriously. I didn't have any mood to work and best part is, I was working with my mind completely shut. I think it must have been the 'soon to be sick' body I was having or just another one of those Monday Blues syndrome. Whatever the reason be, I was just plain lazy.

Walked around aimlessly with the 'I'm your service host' on me and there weren't many guest to talked to so I was more confused on waking up then approaching anyone who needed help. Then came along this 10 year old kid. Who would have imagined that he came in the island alone. That was just crazy. And after much talk with him, found out that he ran away from home. We brought him around the attractions and I paid for his Luge ticket. Thanks to the Supervisor there, he gave me an FOC ticket after hearing my story. I pity the kid. He looks like one of those kids who comes from a troubled family. I was doing my part as a service host. My objective, was to make my guest happy. I felt happy that I made his day. I'll just pray that he will be okay.

Someone fell down a flight of steps at my work place and I was there to witness it. I was telling myself, 'why must I always be at the wrong place at the wrong time'. I was a little lost of what to do but lucky the supervisor was around to help out. Work at the end of the day looked good. I felt good. Now I don't know what to type down already. Oh yeah, I met my primary school friends.




This is going to be one hell of an entry cause its going to be very random. I just clicked on the 'Add Image' icon and decided to just upload any random pictures in my laptop to talk about. And of course, it did bring back some good old memories. I'm not that old I must say but pictures are the only things I have left of what I had before. Now I sound pathetic.



I don't really know how I got the picture of this girl and who she is but I do know that she has this 'come get me smile on her face'. Not seductive but her eyes just gets to you somehow. Must be the finger. I don't know. She just gives me the shivers.



Now, you would have thought jumping with a suit on ain't cool. You've seen it in the movies but during Poly Forum 06, in Ngee Ann Polytechnic? Bet you didn't see that coming. This picture was snapped by Nick I think, who I forced, before the speech by some Minister.




Someone I met through a friend of mine. Someone who could easily get along with me. Someone who left Singapore for Australia. Someone I never did make an effort to say bye, twice. Someone I miss alot truly and regretted not cherishing the moment when she was around. Someone I wish was here laughing with me.



I was reading Aisyah's blog (after so long) and came upon an entry about us pimping the trolley. She didn't have a picture of it so I decided I do myself a favour and upload it so I can remember the crazy times I had with my good old friends. Ah yes, there were friends, good ones.



FOP 07! Woah. That was totally Woah. So Woah, I dare not try to even forget the whole experience. Got the pictures from Sean, one of the peeps from OSG. Pretty neat. I like this.


And to wrap the whole thing up... I got the coolest picture..











The time is up. Midnight is finally here. Yes. Linkin Park's more anticipated 3rd album is finally here. But I'm a few days late. This entry that is. I'll explain now why they consider this their 3rd album. Their first album was Hybrid Theory (still my personal favorite) Their second album was actually Meteora and not Reanimation. They didn't consider that one of their albums due to the fact that it was just remixes of the songs found in Hybrid Theory. And now their latest album is called Minutes to Midnight. And that's not counting the album where they collaborated with the most versatile rapper Jay Z, Collision Course.

I don't consider myself a die hard fan but a person who loves the songs they make. Now lets talk about the album. Consist of 12 Linkin Park songs. I call it Linkin Park songs because one listen to it and you'll know its them. The clear screaming voices of Chester and the cool rap from Mike. This album has a few slow tracks which are worth listening to even though you're not a fan to their slow tracks like 'My December'.

The were actually inspired to this album after a theory of minutes to midnight. Its actually a representation of dooms day, aka the last day of the world. Explains why they actually sing about parting, things that they wished could be undone and their past. Their first single 'What I've Done' is the clear example of what their album is all about. But if you're worried that you might be ripped (like the Muse album which was so different from their previous album), don't. They are still loyal to their song genre, tracks like 'Given Up' and 'No More Sorrow' still has the Linkin Park edge in them.

The intro to the songs too are very experimental and original. For example, the track 'Bleed it out' starts with voices of people entering a room and the guitar starts playing. Mike starts rapping and there is a clear clapping sequence (which you'll hear alot of it in this album because the group wanted to experiment on this) and follow by Chester clear shouts of bleed it out.

Tracks to look out for. 'In Between' which has Mike singing. Yeah, he sings in the song and doesn't do his usual rapping. 'In Pieces' which is a slow track too but the lyrics are superbly written, 'theres truth in your lies, doubt in your faith' is one the lines in the songs that I find very meaningful. The gradual progression in the song makes it very interesting too. It started off pretty slow and it quickly picks up as the song goes along. Something like 'Breaking the Habit' and also 'Pushing Me Away'. So what you waiting for? Get the ALBUM! You don't have to be a fan to appreciate it. You just need to know that good music is around the corner.

P.S I wasn't paid to do a publicity on them. I just love the album that I thought I should have a mention of them. And I'm not a salesman from Poh Kim VCD store or a cute guy from HMV.




A rocky week. Somethings are meant to be forgotten and not talked about anymore. We will have to wait for things to happen but as we wait, we will have to stay together and keep it going strong. I'm missing a piece to the puzzle. Trust me, at the rate I'm going, suicide might just be an option that I will not turn to unless its the last resort. Contradiction. That makes life more interesting than it was before.

We have been walking for far too long now and I guess this is where we sit to rest. To sit and look back at journey that we have covered so far. It was a beautiful one and will still be a beautiful journey if we always think positive. Sitting and dwelling will never be something to keep the spirits going. Cheers to beers. Anti racial conflict. I just felt that those are the words that have been randomly projected in front of my head.

That's it.




I'm having a little problem with blogger now. It seems to me that the layout for the dashboard has changed drastically and I can't seem to function the tools bar. Say for example, I want to align this sentence "Hafez loves his girlfriend alot" to the center, its impossible cause I can't press the bloody button! So if I wanted to do that, I would have to do this,

"Hafez loves his girlfriend alot"

and its not using the align center function button. Its using spacebar! Now, that is just irritating. Blogger better do something about it before I go nuts. Okay, thats a lie cause I don't really care about how my overall entry looks like but still, this is not acceptable in the blogging world. We bloggers should have the right to abuse our creative minds and use whatever functions that are offer to our disposal. I don't know if I'm talking sense now cause I don't seem to be 'back spacing' my words. Must be a good sign.

Best thing is, I can't upload pictures and that is just sucky. But, I don't really have nice pictures to show anyways. Nevermind. There is always a time for everything. For now, we shall just stick to whatever we have. Err, since when was there a third person here? But I have thought about reasons or explanations on why it's not working. I read somewhere, a glimpse actually, that blogger changed something somewhere and maybe because of my current browser which is Mozilla Firefox, I'm not able to see what the designers had in store for the bloggers. Maybe that could be one reason cause you all should know by now that what you see on Mozilla is different from what you see in IE which stands for Internet Explorer. So, I think I should blame Mozilla for this thing than. Okay, Mozilla, if you're reading this, you better do something about it before I get really mad and start swearing and cursing. Huh? Why am I so mad for? Its not like I can't blog or anything. Hafez has gone nuts. In fact, he is nuts!

.: SpacED BaR :.


Commitments. Its the word for the day. I just realized that I have commitments in school and I should prioritize them. I have dates to meet and proposals to submit but I'm not doing anything about it. Its either I love the school too much or I'm plain lazy. But after laying down what I thought was pretty hard for me to handle, I'm not really that busy to be classified as 'unreachable'. Its just that things don't appear to be good as it comes closer to you. When you thought the storm was over, it just made a U-turn and it comes back right at you. Now, ain't that scary?

Its the 4 week in school and I've already skipped a few classes. Reason? Being lazy of course. I think I'm suffering from a extreme fatigue but again, I'm not doing anything tiring. I've been eating, yes, but I just don't have that old energy in me anymore. The flame is dying. Why? Don't ask me, even I don't know the answer to my own question. Damn. Its about time I started motivating myself to do things that are important in my life. School is important cause at the end of the day, its slip you want to take home and not a pink slip that only supplies you the cash for a short period of time. I miss working. Now, thats random.

Beats Encore had a session and the new kids were good. In fact, they were very good. Surprised? Yes I am. Excited? Alot. Threat? Never. I never did thought that they will be competition in the group. But the group has expanded to 54 now so its pretty big for an ensemble. Too big in fact. But I'm not afraid though I know some are still asking if we should drop some. Why drop them when we have not abused their talents? Don't get me wrong, abuse in my dictionary means using whatever we have to the maximum. I don't abuse in the wrong context. Thats not just bad, thats mean and evil. And shit, I sound like a girl.

I don't mean to be critical but there are things you ought to learn and adapt to quickly before more people loose their faith in you. Its not that I hate you or disagree to your actions but I rather sit and watch then say cause words are more deadlier than weapons of mass destruction. Trust me, my words can be sharper than a knife and I can say things I don't mean to say at all but when things get hot, the pan cooks. And hell, why am I speaking in 'code words'? And why am I asking myself why? Now, thats just plain strange. And I was tempted to write Emily here for some apparent reason. She came to me when the word strange appeared. Emily is that emo kid with the cat. Emily the strange I think is her name. I don't know. I just see her everywhere nowadays from wallets to bags to pillows and now even panties. I made them up. But wouldn't it be cool if it was on the panties. "Hey look, thats Emily!" Err...

Come to think about it, why are there graphics on our underwear. I mean its nice to have them on boxers cause guys naturally want to show them off so people know where to look at when their checking them out but little stars on panties? And let me emphasize the word little. So who is going to see that? Oh yeah, I forgot about people making out. I should do a survey on people and what they wear underneath. But that sounds sick and perverted. Okay, drop the idea and forger I even blogged about this in the first place. I wanted to back space the whole paragraph but I rather it be interesting this way than to end it with my sad story. What sad story?

Now, something gross cause I just thought of the joke a minute ago. What's grosser than gross? Buying a hotdog with veins on it. Okay, I will not tell you why it is disgusting and why it is grosser than gross cause I have people who don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Shows how innocent they are. And I would not further explain why I'm even telling you this. I shall call my entries 'improvisation' blogging from now on. I sound smart all of a sudden. No, I shall call it doink entries cause I'm on the verge of sleeping like a log, or was it dog? Damn it.

.: CheerS :.


I don't talk much about how I feel unless I feel that you should know. I don't share my thoughts unless I feel that you should reconsider your choice. Cause I love you too much to think of the consequence.

Before I go on, FARIS!! (Mummy, is that how you spell his name?) you ate my whip cream! Now I can't spray it on your sister! Nevermind, I'll think of something else to spray her with. Maybe a spray can. No. Too messy. Pity her. Need to soak herself in turpentine to get rid of it. Chocolate fudge? Don't think so. I might eat it before it gets on to her. Soak her in coke. Hmm.. Can be done but I might be affected to. I'll think of something Mummy. You better watch your back. And if you don't come to school, I will find you at your house. I'll hand kambing head at your door. Alamak, like macam tai long like that. We see how. 24th May right?

Today, we shall not talk about school. We shall not talk about the day. And we shall not talk about anything. Eh, then talk about what? I'm still thinking about what to talk about as I'm typing this sentence. Ah yes, let's talk about the ex girlfriend. No, I'm talking about my ex girlfriend. I'm talking in general. No one in particular. I swear.

What does it feel like to meet an ex? What does it feel like to talk to them after what has done? I mean, you must have left him/her (or vice versa) for something that pissed the hell out of you right? If not, why did you initiated to leave in the first place? How do you actually regard him/her as when you introduce them to your friends?

If you're asking me, I would feel a little odd to talk to my ex girlfriend, especially people I left. Thing about me is, I leave without notice. Its easier than saying goodbye. Ah, when you've reached the level of the way I do my things, you don't need me to justify why I do it. I just do it. Its the 'thing' about 'the Hafez' that only certain people know about. It would feel more odd to talk to people you had a fling with or a thing for in the past. Trust me, having your fling and your girlfriend in the same table is a feeling you never want to have. Maybe I'm not human but don't you find it weird?

I don't know how many ex girlfriends I had BECAUSE, to begin with, I don't know if they ever regarded me as one. Err, complicated stuff but I think you get my point. Right? Kay, I'm high now. I'll just shut up. Please CALL ME!!

.: PssT :.


You can kiss my ass and call me Papa. And while you're at it, you can tell me what you think. Oh, terribly sorry for being so honest to you. I don't mean to sound rude but if you're stepping on my tail and you don't give shit about what you're doing, you can might as well hang your tie and polish your rusty trophy for being the biggest dick head of the school. I don't mind people telling me off but shouting at the top of your voice at something I've done nothing wrong is totally uncalled for. And the best part is, he had the nerve to put the phone down on me. Damn lucky he left the school or I would have shouted at him back in his office. Oh, so now you have an idea of who I'm talking about. Good than. Keep guessing cause you know I won't mention names. If I mention names, I'll get pissed on later. But if you know me well enough, you should know which facilitator I'm talking about. Oh, yet another clue to the mystery. Damn, we are getting somewhere.

That's about it. I have no mood to talk about it any longer..

.: FraN wHo :.


Acccccccchhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooo.......

.: KiLL Me :.


Datelines. Whoever came up with the word. Must be someone who got pissed with the 'L' word. Was suppose to have a meeting with the mates but it was called off after an unexpected problem which I shall not talk about because, I don't know what happened. Explains. Got the message early in the morning but I was half asleep. 90% of the message went into dream land obviously and while I was talking on the phone, it seemed like as thought the bed was talking to me more than my girlfriend who was on the other line.

Met her in the afternoon. Turned out, I was the one who asked her out on the phone. I swear I don't know what the call was for but I remembered her saying she wanted to meet me to pass her uniform. Had lunch at Far East and we walked around town aimlessly. I was sick and almost half dead from sneezing. It started since Friday I think. Come to think of it, did I blog on Friday? Never mind. Forget it.

Walked to Heeren and the kid's running around putting brochures in my bag. I sometimes feel like a dad when I go out with her. Now, that's cute. We exited the store and found ourselves in front of a CK roadshow. A familiar voice asked "can you dance?" She was pointing right at me. I pointed to my girlfriend and in an instance, she was pulled to join two guys. I looked around and found out that it was a roadshow by Power 98 for the new CK fragrance. The catch, you have to dance for 30 seconds and the winner, who is voted by the applause meter aka the crowd, will walk away with the new CKIN2u perfume. And guess who won? The GIRLFRIEND! Was pretty obvious she will win but I came smiling and praying this would be done quick cause everyone's staring. She had to dance in front of me and the guy with the microphone had to scream 'this is the most biggest P.D.A ever in the streets of Orchard'. I had to run away. She danced away to win the price and now its placed next to my YSL perfume. Ah yes. I like...

I went to work to report sick as I was really sick and told the supervisors that I had to go off for a doctor's appointment which I went for. Walked around with her for awhile and we came across places we've never been before in Singapore. Went into an antique shop and the things we found there were pretty cool. Walked around more and we got ourselves into the Little India district. Headed of to Zam- Zam to have dinner and went straight to the doctor's for a check up. The doctor said it was something really minor and nothing to be worried about. Now, when a doctor says that, he only wants you to come back. Damn.

Ended the day with a walk to the MRT and it felt that I only spent an hour with her. Shows that I don't want to let her go but all good things must come to an end. Ah yes. Now, that's what I call A DAY..

.: SLeeP :.


Thats the word I'm looking at now. The past few days were not that hectic I must admit but I've been having late nights. Nothing beneficial again, feels like some confession segment now, but I'm a night person if you ask me. Ah yes, thought I show it. I did this during class after being inspired by what I saw while I was browsing the net aimlessly. It never did occur to me that browsing aimlessly will still bring you to a creative site. Well, if you're free do check it out at www.coolhunter.net. I think that's the link if I'm not mistaken. Hit me back if its wrong. I'll correct it cause now I'm lazy to find out if it works. While you're at the page, you might want to check out the ads section. Cool stuff they got there. Neat and simple. Begs the question on where they get inspirations to do such original art pieces. Enough talk, now for the picture.



It actually says Beats Encore if you didn't realized that. Sloppy job cause I was more interested in looking at the overall work then to fine tune the aesthetics. To the babies who happen to be passing by my blog. This were the pictures I could find of you guys in my laptop. Apologies if you don't like it. But I do. So yeah, bluek! Answer to the question of why I did this, it was just in the name of fun. We were doing advertisement concepts, I think, and I got bored half way. So I decided to do some 'work' and this was what I came up with. A combination of Photoshop and Powerpoint. I'll fill you in if you want to know but then again, its pretty simple. Tedious but simple.

The day in school ended well. Had a cute lover's tiff and I thought that was really attractive. What? Its my point of view so screw whatever you want to think. I still think I've got the hottest chick in school. Oh, speaking of which, I made this the other day in the name of fun too. I was bored in class and I told myself, no one wants to entertain me, I might as well entertain myself. Thats more better than keeping quiet and everyone just assumes your going through an emotional phase. Not that I'm not used to be calling that but there is this term we call 'gasak kau lah nak' Ask around, someone should know what it means.



Watched Survivor on TV today. I forced myself to watch it and kept telling my inner thoughts that the show is exciting and good that it deserves an hour of my attention. I did watch it but after the whole show, I just realized that people can't be trusted. Hell yeah. One minute you say this, the next minute you say that. But that's not my point, my point is, why do people join this competition so that they would be called cunning after the whole thing. I've watched this video once about a guy who actually shows what goes behind a reality show. Pretty interesting. I'm not quite sure where I saw it from. Must be from YouTube but do check it out. How the hell to? I don't know. Type reality TV in the search bar I guess. Thats about it. I'm sleepy now.




I think the 'L' word has affected me again. The 'L' word here would be Lazy. I didn't attend class today cause I was just plain lazy. Ah yes, the excuse would be that. I'm just imagining what would the scenario be if I was sitting in front of the module chair.


Sounds a little rude I guess gut how would can it be put through in a nicer way?



Went to school eventually in the afternoon to meet Naquiah and Nabil. Had a meeting about an event I intend to do for Beats Encore. Its called 'The Amazing Drum Race' tentatively till we find another creative name for it. Well you guessed it right if you assumed that it is linked to 'The Amazing Race'. You don't have to be a couch potato to know that and you're definitely an ass if you don't know what that show is all about. Shows how #%^&* you are about the world around you. Blergh. And I always ask myself what's that word suppose to mean.

The day ended off nicely. Met the girlfriend after the whole ordeal. I call the meeting an ordeal. Don't get me wrong but I find cracking heads and sucking brain juice from each other very very painful. Its like rubbing your tummy anti-clockwise while you jump up and down with heels and sing songs from Britney Spears in a French accent. I don't know where that came from but I think its pretty cool.

Went to the library to grab a book. I love reading but I can't make time for that. I used to read alot to the point my mum had to stop from reading. Cause I wouldn't want to do anything else but just read my book the whole night. It was like as if I had to return the book the next day. And it also felt like as though I will win a prize for reading in the fastest time possible. I think I got that right. I feel like as though I'm back in school trying to figure out if my structure is right. Now, what the hell am I talking about. Forget whatever I typed down.

On a lighter note, I think I am going through a new phase. Its called 'if shit happens, just smile' Thing is, I can say it but when it comes, I will be like 'Fuck this shit'. I don't know if it will work but I hope it works. I don't want to think about stuff no more. It a waste of time and also I got better things to think of like 'how to wake up for class' that's something I find very important now. Hey, how can this be a lighter note. I find this serious shit. Shit, now I sound like as if I have an alter ego or a split personality. Shit, isn't that the same? Shit, now I'm curious. Shit, how come got so many shit. Shit! That's not proper English! Damn!




The day has been a slow one. Everything seems to go really slow. I don't know why. Must be either the mood I'm in or the class I was. Either ways, I'm glad its over. Class was pretty cool and I think I better stop depending on my impromptu lines cause I might get caught one day. Oops.

Met the new babies of the club. There were about 43 of them. A mixture of students from the different school, boys and girls. Year one kids and year twos. I just had a dejavu. That was just really random.





I would have loved it if the word was Fuck but the word I'm talking about here is actually Love. Ah yes, the word that either makes us, or breaks us. Words are more powerful than any nuclear bomb Korea can make. So use your words wisely and never underestimate the power of it. Shit, I sound like some philosopher of life. Kay, end of role play. Back to reality. Slaps head.

My sincere apologies to readers who frequent my blog. If there any. I do understand that there is a pop up when you enter. I don't know how to get rid of that and also I don't know how to get rid of that bbbb thing too that you may have noticed on the top left hand corner of the screen before the page loads up. Honestly, I know nuts about maintaining this blog. I only use it to express how I feel about things and how sucky life can get. Trust me, at the rate I'm going, I might be the next kid found dead in the longkang.

Someone asked me a question today. Pretty interesting. What is love? Well, if you actually did try to find the meaning of love in the dictionary, it would probably lead you to feelings but then again, how do you actually explain it in your own words? If you're asking me to explain to you, I don't know how to tell you but I do know how to show you. But either ways, I answered the person back, "Love is when you smile in front of the person. Behind the person. And whenever shes not around" I came up with that 5 minutes after he question was shot right at me. Best thing is, the person who asked me the question actually gave a quite similar story to her team mates.

I don't know if you get the line but I seriously think its true. When you're in front of the person and that person makes you smile and when you ask yourself 'why am I smiling' would you actually know the real reason why you're smiling. You're smiling cause you appreciate the presence the person. Agreeable?

You smile behind the person because whenever she does something, you admire her from a distance and you smile and the fact that she is yours to hold and keep. You feel a sense of togetherness in that sense and you can smile to the other guys and say 'keep your hands off my girl'

Now, you smile when she is not around cause you know you miss her alot and you're thinking of the happy times together. No one really ones to remember the bad times unless of course you're on the verge of suicide which is a different story all together now. People can actually filter what they want to remember and what not to remember but they don't choose to do that. I don't see why you need to think so much about it when you can just move along with life and find something new to do then sit and dwell while time flies you by. Get a grip.

Oh. Not saying this to anyone in particular. Its in general terms and its open for discussion. Like as if I have a Love Forum where people can gather to talk about hot topics. I don't know if I'm still talking sense but I need some sleep now. We shall see what happens next.




I would have loved it if the word was Fuck but the word I'm talking about here is actually Love. Ah yes, the word that either makes us, or breaks us. Words are more powerful than any nuclear bomb Korea can make. So use your words wisely and never underestimate the power of it. Shit, I sound like some philosopher of life. Kay, end of role play. Back to reality. Slaps head.

My sincere apologies to readers who frequent my blog. If there any. I do understand that there is a pop up when you enter. I don't know how to get rid of that and also I don't know how to get rid of that bbbb thing too that you may have noticed on the top left hand corner of the screen before the page loads up. Honestly, I know nuts about maintaining this blog. I only use it to express how I feel about things and how sucky life can get. Trust me, at the rate I'm going, I might be the next kid found dead in the longkang.

Someone asked me a question today. Pretty interesting. What is love? Well, if you actually did try to find the meaning of love in the dictionary, it would probably lead you to feelings but then again, how do you actually explain it in your own words? If you're asking me to explain to you, I don't know how to tell you but I do know how to show you. But either ways, I answered the person back, "Love is when you smile in front of the person. Behind the person. And whenever shes not around" I came up with that 5 minutes after he question was shot right at me. Best thing is, the person who asked me the question actually gave a quite similar story to her team mates.

I don't know if you get the line but I seriously think its true. When you're in front of the person and that person makes you smile and when you ask yourself 'why am I smiling' would you actually know the real reason why you're smiling. You're smiling cause you appreciate the presence the person. Agreeable?

You smile behind the person because whenever she does something, you admire her from a distance and you smile and the fact that she is yours to hold and keep. You feel a sense of togetherness in that sense and you can smile to the other guys and say 'keep your hands off my girl'

Now, you smile when she is not around cause you know you miss her alot and you're thinking of the happy times together. No one really ones to remember the bad times unless of course you're on the verge of suicide which is a different story all together now. People can actually filter what they want to remember and what not to remember but they don't choose to do that. I don't see why you need to think so much about it when you can just move along with life and find something new to do then sit and dwell while time flies you by. Get a grip.

Oh. Not saying this to anyone in particular. Its in general terms and its open for discussion. Like as if I have a Love Forum where people can gather to talk about hot topics. I don't know if I'm still talking sense but I need some sleep now. We shall see what happens next.

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