Silent Drinkers

Spent a couple of days away from home. I just wanted to be around wonderful people, maybe get a breath of air and numerous night drinking whatever alcoholic beverage i could afford/find. Just to stay in my constant beer haze so i could blabber the shittiest thing and yet sound like a genius.(whatever loser) So before the high wears off, i must post this.

You've got your fucking mind in a bloody mess when you're out with someone but you keep on thinking about somebody else. How do you escape something that's within you? How do you run away from yourself? The vines that keep wrapping itself around your tired legs. You keep on tripping, you keep on kissing the dirt. Anyone would be sick of that. Wouldn't you?
Fuck forever and hopes cause we won't ever get there. I've been almost there so many times and i just don't know what i'm doing wrong.
To make it much more screwed, i did believed that this time the specials would last. Growing up, making mistakes and becoming actual productive humans together until old age or death got to us.(no pun intended) This is the point where i fall back to hoping the crappiest unrealistic things when all i want right now is to stop hoping and let the gloom suck me into it's void. Leaving me to dwell on thoughts with a heightened awareness with the assistance of booze. Make me or Break me. Unleash me.(ok fine, i don't know what i want anymore because my life has taken ugly turns)

Stories To Tell

...but i've come to realize
we are not all amazing stories
waiting to be told,
we are more like amazing lives
ready to be lived.

P/s: live your dreams with me and join the line.

Unfinished Business

Battling writer's block is tough. To alleviate the tedium, i light up a stick. Sit back and watch the wispy smoke dance around as it escapes my mouth. They didn't form the words i wanted to type here. You can consider that my HD mind has hanged itself. Crashed? maybe. All i've got to say is I've got some unfinished business. Be back later.

Cramped Part3

I've got a lot to do and time is limited. I'll just jot down some stuffs that needs to be done.

• Sketch up a chic(sexy) business woman for Malinda's project.
  
• Find an alibi to go out.
• Print some remaining stuffs for my portfolio. 25.
  
• Alter a shirt or patch up a few of my jeans. 15.
  
• Cut the handlebar of my bike. 10.
• Do some vector art.
• Do vector for Sue.
  
• Make a wallpiece for a "friend". (still gotta check the canvas price and all)
  
• Tattoo Design for The 'A'. (urgent. end o'mth)
  
• Purchase The Magician's Guild Trilogy Novel. 45.
• Buy Annie May's Black Book. 17.
  
• Buy two books from Toa Payoh. (1 is red, the other blue)
• Buy photo frame at Toa Payoh. 10.
  
• Print a few photos; 4R size.
• Get my helmet design done and actually finish up the ideas gnawing in my mind.
• Print pixie design on tee for Pixie. 20.
• Fix the green neckpiece.
• Shave my head.
  
• Buy 3 books by Neil Gaiman.
• Revamp eikk's room.
• Coleman bag. 25.
• Phone Memory Card.
• The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak. 45.
  
• Goggles. 15.

Well that's about it. I'll update more if there is any. My time is running out.

Importance Of Being Idle

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ouh and my comrade, Mighty Magnus has started a blog. His link is BoTHuG. okgo

I'll like to note...

that today is a very special day. I will celebrate with whatever dough i got. I'll make the best of it. (5sen ke 5dollar ke? mesti celebrate!)

For today is,

Friday the 13th.

And also the day i found out that I have the same IQ level with Jim Morrison. I'd like to kiss the toes of a certain someone and tandeh ah thank ah'm a-gonna go ovuh and pee-yuss on that there fahr hydrant.

P/s: Nobody would stay interested in me if i was normal.

Karate Chops

As i turn and look back at the people I've met earlier in life. I noticed a strange disturbing throbbing glow around each of the passerbys. An aura I was not able to see before. People are strange.
And i'm not only talking about girls. I'm talking on a more human term. Everybody befriends somebody because it will benefit them in some sense. Girls are bootlickers. Guys are boastful and empty talks. Actually both of the gender is a little bit of each. Proud claims such as forever loving you, sticking together no matter what and i love you(s) must be part of a technique to suck up to someone hoping that someone turn into a fool and benefit you more. Boasting about the things they would do for you or with you so that if you're gullible enough, you will fall into the trap. This all talk-no action attitude is omnipresent in everyday life. When the opportunities reveal itself for them to support their words, they wouldn't be as enthusiastic as they were when promising it.
Just a pack of cunts who'll only 'showcase' their ever-absent capabilities like shop showcasing a product not for sale. Like most of the people we call friends. When times get rough, they poof and disappear. So if anyone is going to promise me something the next time round. Ask yourself how certain are you about your claim? Certain enough to back it up with your life?

No? Shut it then.