Dreams

I hate to think of something and then start dreaming about it in my sleep. It seems so real. It is sickening. When the dream is not a good one, it seem so real... but nice dreams, never feel real.

**why does the songs that Nuril listens to nowadays sound sickening? I happen to hate HIP HOP music!**

Damn, the dream I had last night felt real. I actually felt like killing someone. The negative vibe within my emotion was there.

I have nothing to complain about Legend Hotel anymore since I have done all my grumblings and ranting for the past few days. I think I should stop for now. Everytime I am facing my laptop, I don't remember what the hell I want to blog about. Haha!

The LEGENDary Misery

Yes, hence the title, I AM MISERABLE. I am forced to use this hard-to-use keyboard! JUST BECAUSE SHE WON'T LET ME USE FREE WIRELESS CONNECTION AT STARBUCKS DOWNSTAIRS! Apparently, this place have heard of WIRELESS and they charge RM20 for an hour!! This hotel is DEFINITELY NOT guest friendly. EVERYTHING is at a price. Why? Why does Concorde offer free complimentary wireless connection in their rooms? Why can't the Legend do the same?

I hate it here. Ditto to the staff's courteous smiles now after Mummy's complain. NO MATTER WHAT. I hate it here. For an 'executive' hotel, their keyboard sucks. You have to press the spacebar hard enough to get a space in a sentence. Why can't they like replace the keyboard. After all, the cheapest keyboard cost around RM25 only. The keyboard I am using at home cost only RM25 and it is in good condition. This keyboard is as bad as Adeeb's old one. The keyboard Kak Yong and I got for him was only RM25!

I don't know, I am miserable not because I cannot go online but the fact that there are hotels who charge for everything. Not everybody can afford to pay. It is not like a person is going to stay in the hotel for years! Damn, I am feeling uncomfortable. I can't hardly type properly. I am bored. I want to go sites where it requires fast connections. Even to stroll down the page, lags! The damn keyboard is IRKING me! The damn page takes long to load and the whole damn thing jams up when I try to go into a Crumpler website!

It is sickening. I think I shall wait till I can go back online. I don't want to use this lounge computer. It sucks. Really. Not the people (not all, though), but the damn computer. It is ancient. I can't socialise with Yahoo! Messenger or MSN Messenger Live! :(

I will blog once I get the chance. If only I brought the Eastpak instead of my Crumpler. If I had carried my Eastpak, I would have been able to carry my laptop everywhere I go in this city! I could easily sit anywhere with a WiFi network and surf the net :(

Owh well. What to do? :( I will have to endure. Sad, I used to love this place... now? I don't. SAD!

The LEGENDary Improvement or ...?

I noticed this morning that the staff at Legend smiled a lot. Now, Nuril and I are at the Starbucks in the Mall. That seem like an 'improvement' actually. I think mainly because Mummy made a little complain. Considering she put a big fat NO as an answer to the question;- "Who would you recommend to be employer of the month?"

Even when I got angry yesterday, I did quite hoped they read my blog. I cannot help it if I am angry. You don't treat your guest like that, without a smile. The other thing that made me quite angry was as Nuril and I was about to leave the place, we asked for the Star newspaper for Mummy. And the guy there (probably the manager or something) DID NOT say things like, "Oh, we will try look if we have one then we'll send over to your room." INSTEAD he said, "Oh, at this time there is no more Star newspapers and we send requested newspapers only in the morning." Where is the sense of courtesy? If he had said it with a smile or something, I won't mind too much but this man was sulking!

As a guest, I would feel uncomfortable with the services at the hotel. Hello! You are dealing with people from foreign countries and from foreign states! You have to show some respect to the guest. Even if you've been through a rough day or had argument with your husband/wife or whatever... SMILE at your guests. The next time around they'd come back. Or they might go back to wherever they came from and say, "Oh! Legend is a very FRIENDLY hotel!"

Don't they think that way? Why can't our people think the possibilities with other people? Why don't they go by that quote?

Treat others like how you want to be treated

Owh, wait, maybe they don't read enough to know such quotes! But being in a hotel business, one should know that motto.

Yet, don't they only treat foreigners OUTSIDE Malaysia kindly! Okay, enough about the hotel! I don't want to get sickened by their treatment any further.

Another thing I want to share with, despite the anger I felt with Legend yesterday, there was a nice sight in the evening. Everything seem so alive. The contrast! It is beautiful.

A bit blurry because I used my handphone.

FUCKING HELL, I CAN'T HARDLY BLOG PROPERLY WITH THIS WIRELESS CONNECTION! EVERYTIME I LEAVE MY SITE IDLED, IT WILL GO BACK TO THAT DUMBSHIT SITE!

I think I better go now, in case, I cannot save this damn entry! Hope to blog tomorrow!!

Legend Down The Pits

As much as I used to LOVE The Legend Hotel in KL.

I hate it now.

They have a hell lot of advantages and of course, a HELL LOT OF THINGS on the DOWN side.

The plus side is the Mall downstairs and yeah, room space. The down side? You want me to rant about it? It maybe an EXECUTIVE like hotel but for crying out loud, we use WIRELESS now. Ever heard of it? They still use BROADBAND (NOT WIFI) where they rent out the cable for RM30 and charge RM50 by the hour. There are many other wireless modems around this building but most are secured. The insecured ones look... well, unreliable.

GOODNESS, the keyboard sucks. I have to type quite hard on the spacebar to make a space. I will rant later once I can. This place sucks.

THE PEOPLE?? VERY UNFRIENDLY. THERE IS NO HOSPITALITY HERE. They don't greet you with a smile like they used to. They look like they are not happy with their job OR perhaps, didn't get LAID last night.

More later before I start banging on this keyboard. :P

This Thing Called 'Akehness'

Akeh means "like a deer coming into the city" in Bahasa Sarawak (my local Malay dialect). Owh, you'd get the idea. I am currently at the airport now.

There is this family of 6 in this lounge and they were heading for Singapore. Goodness, they behaved as if only they are hungry. They take the food as if there was no one else but then around there. Then took TWO cans of 7Up Revive each. The kids were running around like chicken with the head cut off.

Hello, all of you are LADIES sitting down there with TWO girls. Still, behave how you dress! If you are dressed like a lady, act like one, don't act as if the world only belongs to you. They looked 'dainty' but after you see the attitude? Forget it!

Don't bother dressing up nicely when you are going to act like so.

I think I better stop now since I am afraid that the flight will not be delayed after all. Wait. Our flight be around 11.40 am. HOPEFULLY!

Scars

I love this song. Just had to share it :)

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

[Chorus:]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

[Chorus]

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

[Chorus x2]

Meaningful Night Relationship?

Today, I saw this one particular car using this sticker.

MEANINGFUL NIGHT RELATIONSHIP

When I saw that and read it out, Nuril and I had the same thing lingering in our head. That sounded like a yearning for a one night stand.

Don't they know the meaning of the sticker? Stupid!

There is nothing else I can say about it but STUPID!

Shortest Post Ever

It makes me wonder. Why people are the way they are? It is sickening!

Enough said.

"After a Thunderstorm, There Always Be The Sun Shining and a Rainbow"

It was raining again outside and it was accompanied by thunder and lightning... The little girl watched the rain fall and listened to the rolling thunder and watched the lightning strike. She did feel a certain fear. She fell asleep by the window.

She woke up suddenly and found herself at a place she wasn't familiar with. She squinted her eyes and looked harder. Was she dreaming? When she opened her eyes, all around her were mist. The second time she took a look, she knew she what she saw was right. Her eyes were not deceiving her. As she was trying to figure out, she heard voices. Male voices. They sounded angry and then, there was a sobbing female voice. The little girl walked through the mist towards the voices.

There she saw - as she had figured - were three figures. Two teenage boys and a crying girl. The two boys were arguing while the crying girl was crying. The little girl took small steps towards them and then stopped. The crying girl turned and saw the little girl and went towards her, still crying. The little girl stood there bravely.

"Make them stop, little one..." she wept. The little girl blinked, surprised.

"How?" she asked the crying girl as she looked at those men, scared. "They are scary." she said. The crying girl continued crying. "Excuse me, I was wondering, where am I and what are your names?"

The girl stopped crying for a while and wiped her tears. She was a pretty person and slowly she said, "My name is Rain and those two arguing are my brothers, Thunder and Lightning. Thunder is angry at Lightning."

Then innocently she asked Rain, "What did Lightning say to make Thunder angry?"

Rain shrugged.

The little girl watched them argue while Rain went towards them, telling to stop. But they both continued arguing. The little girl went towards the men slowly, even with a little fear in her heart.

As she approached the men, they stopped arguing and looked at her. Thunder, the bigger boy, with booming voice said, "How did you get here?"

The little girl hid behind Rain, who stopped crying. Timidly the little girl asked as she reappeared from behind Rain, "Why are you so angry, Mr. Thunder?" Thunder was surprised that this little girl actually came up to him to asked him such a question.

"Lightning here, threw his bolts which hit me and it hurts. Of course I have to get angry." Lightning was a boy with a tantrum. He kept throwing his bolts. Thunder scolded him, "You can hurt someone with that, Lightning!"

"Do I look like I care?" he asked. Rain continued crying. The little girl didn't dare do anything until another person appeared.

"Children. What is all this fighting?" asked the new female voice. The little girl turned and looked at the other person and saw the most beautiful person she's ever seen in her life. "Oh, hello little one." she greeted the little girl. The little girl watched the colourful lady who said hello to her. She looked like a mother. She guessed that this lady's name was Rainbow for she had all seven colours of the rainbow. "I want all three of you to go back to your rooms and think of what you've done to each other. Now!" she said sternly.

"Yes, Momma Rainbow..." the three said. After the three had disappeared, the mist disappeared with them. A shiny man appeared from behind the mist.

"I was wondering when will they stop." he laughed. Rainbow smiled and went towards the little girl.

"Oh, Sun, you know how teenagers are!" she said. "Now, how did you end up here?" she asked the little girl.

"I don't know, I was watching outside my window and then I fell asleep. When I woke up... I found myself here..." the little girl explained. The name called Sun went towards her. As he got near her, she felt warm. "Why were they arguing?"

"That is just the way they are, little one." Sun explained. "Once their little quarrel is over the other three will go to sleep and rest... Meanwhile, me and Rainbow come out. Then, after a certain time, Rainbow will go to sleep, too."

The little girl stood there listening to Sun explaining things to her until she felt like she was disappearing. She heard a familiar voice calling her name.

"I think I have to go now." she said politely to Sun and Rainbow.

Next thing the little girl knew, she was back at the window, just getting conscious. She felt someone touching her shoulder. She turned and saw her mother. She looked outside the window and saw a rainbow in the sky and the sun shining brightly.

"What is wrong wit you, Dear?" asked her mother. The little girl shook her head and smiled.

"I had a wonderful dream, Mummy!" she said. "It stopped raining!"

"Yes. It did." her mother said. The little girl told her mother all about her dream. After listening to her daughter's story, her mother simply said, "That is why they say that, after facing great difficulty. You will find happiness at the end of the day"

Outside, the sun was shining brightly.

Poem: Sins (+ Other things)

All these feelings rushing through my blood,
The thoughs of evil racing in the back of my mind,
Darkness had fill within this heart,
The heating temperature of my body is the vital sign.

Everyday I feel you torturing me inside,
Everyday I remind myself that I was going to hate you,
I wish I could scream with all my might,
Kill you by strangling you until you turn blue.

All the sins I've commited since the day we met,
I intend to repend for those sins,
Though I am not one to believe in regret,
Yet because of a bastard like you I know I will not win.

Everyday I beat myself up thinking where would I end up,
I am already halfway down that road to hell,
My heart is now filthier than the mud,
And I feel like I can't get out from this well.

Damn you bastard why did I even trust you?
When I knew you were all out there to get me?
Why did I even bother listening to those words coming out from you?
I hope and pray whatever may be will be.

I pray you regret for torturing me this way,
For putting me in my agony and torture,
I pray you will never see the light of day,
Let you get swallow up whole by nature.

I want to seek vengeance to make you feel,
To make you suffer the way I did,
Because it was me you managed to kill,
It was you who made me think that revenge is sweet.

Die! May you find eternal agony,
May you die a thousand death on Earth and in Hell,
I will be there to watch you without any worry,
Your punishment and mine the Devils will tell.

This is a prayer of a sinner,
The sinner you made within me,
In this battle none of us will be a winner,
Burning in the depths of Hell we shall be...

Jezsiema ©

I wrote this in my PGX journal at first. I didn't like it. I had some errors in it. I think. Haha. Not my best ever but then I tried to write this poem with as much angst as possible! :) I was inspired by that one dream a few nights ago. It was a scary dream. There was an alien like experiement attacking almost everyone in the school and there was a bastard of a teacher, who gathered us in the hall saying it was safe for us, but in fact, he wanted to feed us to the fucking alien like bug thing. The alien looked like that alien in that Starship Trooper movie. The one with the long legs.

It looks like the alien in the above picture and for some kind of weird reason, I managed to get away. I had to wake up as it got freakier, which meant, there were suddenly more aliens coming after me.

I don't know but it scared me. That dream. It seemed so real and I hate it when dreams feel real. For me, it means insecurity. I tend to have this paranoia feeling lurking within me. I hate that feeling. It tends to make me feel like getting angry all the time and it makes me feel so much insecurity, too. It is like as if I am going through a rough case of PMS.

All I know, I am feeling very paranoid now. I fucking hate it. It is sickening. Really sickening. I wish it would all go away. I want it to go away. I want everything to be like before. When it all started.

WHAT THE HELL AM I MUMBLING ABOUT? I am feeling so screwed up. Seriously. All I feel is these negatives emotions.

Distress is an irrational contraction, or a fresh opinion that something bad is present, at which people think it right to be depressed.

Lust is an irrational desire, or pursuit of an expected good.

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Distress

Envy is distress incurred by reason of a neighbor's prosperity.

Rivalry is distress, should another be in possession of the object desired and one has to go without it oneself.

Jealousy is distress arising from the fact that the thing one has coveted oneself is in the possession of the other man as well as one's own.

Sadness is tearful distress.

Troubling is burdensome distress.

Depression is distress accompanied by brooding.

Lust

Anger is lust of punishing the man who is thought to have inflicted an undeserved injury.

Rage is anger springing up and suddenly showing itself.

Hatred is inveterate anger.

Enmity is anger watching as opportunity for revenge.

Wrath is anger of greater bitterness conceived in the innermost heart and soul.

Greed is insatiable lust.

Longing is lust of beholding someone who is not present.

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I am feeling ALL that. This is just being me being honest with the world. I am feeling the way I am and it is all because of ONE STUPID dream. I could write a book about that dream but I won't want to dream about it. Oh no!

It is bad enough, after watching that documentary about Aloha 243. I ending up dreaming about a plane crash! I didn't continue sleeping to know what happened! I had to wake up. I think I think too much.

I better not think. I don't want to end up dreaming about stupid things. Owh, well. I think I should stop for now. I don't want to end up dreaming about the worst things and I don't want this blog to disappear. Anything could happen and it is sickening.

Later~!

My Crumpler Theme

Due to absolute boredom.

Short Story: Regrets

It is human nature to go through with something without expecting it...
Yet, why don’t we accept the fact of sorrow?

Regrets


Have you ever felt the feeling during a break up? You cannot tell the differences between day and night. You can’t sleep at night or can’t move to save your life. Even your throat feels so sore that you can’t speak out the words. The pain conquering your body and your mind alongside with a heartache you can’t heal…


Knock! Knock!

Who is at the door at this ungodly hour? I got up lazily and went towards the door. It was the postman.


“Oh, sorry…” he said nervously. “A thousand apologies. I am here to send a package to a Mr. Henry? We also regret for sending this package late. Seven days late, actually due to some technical difficulties.”


With this heartache, what difference does it makes when something arrive late by a week of not.


“No problem,” I said coldly. Then closed the door behind me and turned over the package. It was from Sally. I opened the package and tied my unbelievably long hair. Inside this package, there was a long letter along with a cassette. It was Sally’s demo. Sally wanted to be a singer and she was brilliant at singing. I put in her demo tape and then opened the letter.

Dear Henry,


It’s been 2 months since we’ve contacted… since we broke up… Actually, I really miss you that I have the urge to know how you’ve been now yet, I have no courage to ask you. I wish I could call you but I know, I do, you will continue to hate me. I don’t know what is my status in your life, Henry. Yet, I want you to know that I’ve never misused any privilege you’ve given me. I never betrayed your love although sadly, I admit that my heart belonged to Richard. I was depressed when you decided to break up with me. Please, believe me when I say that I can’t live without you. When I hear our song, it is only natural to see you in the back of my mind. I will never forget the first time me met at Daniel’s gathering. When you told me your name, I felt so much joy and to know that you liked me too, made my heart jumped for joy. Along with this letter is my demo, Henry. I wrote it just for you. Although, you are not much of a music person, I hope you will listen to my demo. I also hope you will appreciate the lyrics I’ve included in this letter.

Henry my Love,

If you still love me, will you meet me at the gardens where you used to take me for our dates? July 23rd, I shall wait for you.

Love always and forever, Sally.

Loving you always, Being with you by my side, Baby, with you everything seems perfect, just like the garden of Eden…


After reading the letter, I knew what I had to do. I ran out from the house and went straight to Sally’s place. Suddenly, all I see in my mind was Sally.


Sally, how could I be so selfish? Why was I so blind in this relationship?


“Henry, looking for Sally?” her mother asked when I asked if Sally was at home. “Well, now, she went out this morning… looking quite upset… and till now, she’s not home yet…”


“What is the date, Mrs. D?” I asked trying to catch my breath.


“July… 23rd. What’s wrong, Henry?”


“Oh. My. God. Nothing… I think I know where Sally might be! I have to go, Mrs. D!” I said as I turned away and ran straight for the gardens.


Now, I finally understand; Sally, I still love you. This time, I won’t let you go no matter what the circumstances maybe. Nothing will stop me from loving you again, Sally. Wait for me, Sally…


When I arrived at the gardens, I felt a grave shock. Sally… Sally, what are you doing there? Please… come down from there… I love you, Sally… answer me… please… Why are you crying? Your tears are red…


Above me, Sally was hanging above me. She commited suicide. I was too late. Then I remembered what the postman said. I felt so much regret. In her hands, she held tight was a note saying; “Why didn’t you come, Henry?”


“NOOOO!! SALLY!!!!!” I cried out regretfully… “Why do you have to go? Why didn’t you wait for me, Sally???”


MORALE: Breaking up is hard and painful but take it as a lesson… Suicide is not the answer to all questions of the heart. Be strong and love yourself. Yet, if you truly love someone, you are will to wait until something better walk into your life...

Bits and Pieces of an Interesting Article

People who own emerald green automobiles, it turns out, have the most positive attitude about the course of their own lives.

Dark blue and silver are other colors chosen by upbeat people.

Red supposedly connotes an aggressive, high-speed personality, while yellow, theoretically, is for folks with sunny dispositions.

But survey data show that people who drive red or yellow cars have below-average confidence. And black cars, supposedly a sign of power and elegance, are driven by the most downbeat drivers of all.

Car colour of the driver + their confidence:
Emerald green - 5.5% above average
Dark blue - 3.2% above average
Silver - 1.2% above average
White - Average
Sunny yellow - 3.7% below average
Orange - 4.1% below average
Bright blue - 5.5% below average
Bright yellow - 8.3% below average
Red - 8.8 % below average
Black - 14.6% below average

Car colour + moods:
Black, dark blue, or silver - Consistent moods
White, sunny yellow, or bright blue - Modest mood swings
Orange, red, bright yellow, or emerald green - The most pronounced mood swings

Yahoo! News.

"Think Logically!"

I am trying hard not to laugh at those people who actually believed about that black magic through the phone haox. The day it was being fussed about, I got an sms from Seryna saying, there was a huge wave radiation.

To think our stupid Malaysians (NO OFFENCE but we become a bit stupid because of a stupid haox) were freaking out saying that it was black magic. I had to check my Friendster and my bulletin had those WARNING messages and then today I logged into my Friendster again and saw another message which sounded MORE logical, saying it was only a haox but there is a frequency of radiation can be spread via handphone!

I actually figured out that it could be radiation since I got the sms from Seryna. It was more logical that stating that it was black magic. How can chantings or black magic change the screen of a phone to the colour red?

Why have we become so paranoid over such silly stories? Why can't they think logically before coming into conclusion saying that is black magic? The other thing that annoyed me was, when people had various versions of the story about this "black magic" thing.

In Kuching, one version said that SIX POLYTECHNIC students died. A friend of mine from Polytechnic was shocked, stating that there were no deaths in the school. Another version said that a student at Matang Hilir died. Wow! So many people "died"... are those the people who wished that the "deceased" is actually dead when that person is actually still alive spreading the rumour?

Short message service hoax or fondly known as SMS hoax is very well known in Malaysia. Personally, I think the person behind all this haox is mentally ill. It is just a personal opinion.

I wish our people would think logically. Some part of me thinks, "Yes, black magic do exist" but I know for a fact that black magic is 'traditional'! Where as... Science is modern. Science is logical.

I don't know. I don't think I want to know why people tend to over react when it comes haox just like this.

*I might have hit some nails into some heads, please be more realistic*

Thoughts on Photography

I admit. I am only learning and I don't take good pictures. Hey, I am no pro, so why should that ass make a statement as in to say that, he is the best at it.

That is my favorite picture... The only one that I've ever taken and actually liked. That is just using a Point and Shoot Camera (Sony Cybershot DSC P-200). There is another picture that I really like taken with my Sony Ericsson W700i.

I really love this picture. Someone actually thought I used a DSLR but when I gave them the this:-

Camera: Sony Ericsson W700i
Exposure: 0.005 sec (1/200)
Aperture: f/2.8
ISO Speed: 100
Exposure Bias: 0/10 EV
Orientation: Horizontal (normal)
X-Resolution: 72 dpi
Y-Resolution: 72 dpi

I think, I was just being lucky. Seriously being lucky. Yet, when I think about it... some people actually uses photography to show off. I think photography is all about the passion. It is like football only the gears are more complex. You have more equipment and yes, expensive too. But price does not matter if there is the passion for it.

I like photography because to me, photography is actually art. It is also just like literature but it does not tell its story with words. Unlike literature, one picture tells a lot of stories. Only one picture can describe with one look or thought. Photography is all about getting to know what is all around you. It is a skill to SHARE but NOT to show it off.

It still ticks me at another souls' attitudeS. They expect to get a low price in learning the ART of photography but then, they want a professional performance. Hello? That is not a 'equivalent trade'. There is a high price to everything now. You don't expect to learn something professionally without paying a large sum of money. If you can afford to show off your expensive toy, why bother buying if you are not honest in learning? I would pay thousands just to learn new skills and then bring it out and share with other people.

I respect Saiful Nang (our local photographer - this is the guy who took Ning Baizura's wedding pictures and the pictures were superb!) The reason why I respect him has a story apparently.

This month, Kelab Fotografi Kenyalang (Kenyalang Photography Club) or known as KFK organized a workshop with Saiful Nang. He actually sacrificed other engagement just to come down here and share his knowledge with them. I wanted to go but I had some other unavoidable engagement, so I can't go. That is why I respect him.

Despite him taking them to weird places like those back alleys in Kuching, the pictures he took were out-of-this-world. That is one talented photographer. The best part, what he did was priceless... because he shared his skills... It makes you feel contented.

Unlike SOME people, who actually talk through their noses... well, they tend to think that they are perfect when the pictures that they take look so normal. Let me define normal. Doesn't mean you are holding a DSLR (an expensive one come to think of it), doesn't mean your pictures are good. Even my 15 year old sister can take nicer pictures! That is how I define it as normal. It looks NORMAL. It is just there. From what I understand, Saiful Nang pictures with just an 18 - 75 mm lense (correct me if I am wrong)... where as some other people bother with those wide lense technic... If a professional could do it with just an 18 - 75 mm lense, why must some AMATEURS bother using other lenses?

I don't know what is on people's minds. Sometimes, it disgust me to see them using their skills to show off. These are the people who won't even share knowledge with anyone. It is sick. They are sick. Owh well.

Photography is something to be shared by all. That way, we can see how beautiful life really is. Some people are just too... conceited. They exist. What to do? Tolerate them. There is nothing else to do but to tolerate them~

Japan Whalers.. time is up!

Addiction

Seriously, I don't know what I want to blog about now. I had the thought earlier in the day but now, I don't think I remember. I always have thoughts about things when I am NOT in front of my computer and I think it is almost sickening because those thoughts are often my deepest thoughts. Haha!

Anyway, I have a latest addiction and that is playing The Sims Life Stories. It is only the third day and this is my house. Haha!

Sad looking, huh? I've got a baby and a kid. Haha! John Who (family name is The Who) is a Nurse. Wife's name is Jane Who. Kid is Dawson Who. Baby is Rachael Who. Haha! This shows how bored I am at home.

I will blog once I have ideas on what to write.

Movie I am Currently Watching Now

One sentence and two words to say it all!

SO CUTE!!

Hehehe!!! There. I said it :)

NOT Fit To Be A Mother or A Daughter In Law

Yes. Someone I know has BABIES (not BABY if there are two of them)... The SICKENING part is, it is NOT her getting up in the middle of the night to take care of her babies but it is her mother in law.

Why bother being a mother if you are not willing to take care of your own babies? I know you did most of the work squeezing them out but, it is YOUR responsibility!

It is bad enough the mother in law works in the day time and not making any profits. The woman is getting older. She is not young. She is sickly, too. Stupid daughter in law that she's got!

Irresponsible to be a mother! She really is! SHE IS NOT FIT TO BE A MOTHER. If you want your mother in law to be there, at least ask for guidance. DON'T MAKE HER DO ALL THE WORK. SHE IS REALLY INCONSIDERATE! WHILE SHE SLEEP LIKE A BABY NEGLECTING HER OWN, HER MOTHER IN LAW IS WORKING AWAY!

Goodness gracious. It makes me sad just thinking about it... If she were to be my mother in law... I would ask her to just teach me what to do and just overlook at what I am doing with my baby.

Why is this girl so inconsiderate? :( She's trying to kill her mother in law, is it? Shows off in Friendster on how much she loves her BABY (hello, there are TWO of them, BABIES!!) so much.

RIGHT!

If you love your babies so much, I am sure you'd put in full responsibility to take care of them! You would have countless days and nights to take care of them! You would really love them by taking care of them. Not letting other people do the job for you. I feel like crying. I really do feel like crying. I am feeling pity for the babies and her mother in law. I really am.

What did those babies do to deserve so much neglect? So much... argh.. I don't even know what word is appropriate for her attitude. Why is she so selfish? And thoughtless? Why is she THEIR mother? Why can't it be a better person? WHAT DID THEY DO TO GET SUCH A HYPOCRITE OF A MOTHER? A mother who claims to love them but... does not show any responsibility to love them? Why?

I cannot believe myself. As I am typing this out, there are tears in my eyes and hate in my heart. I feel angry. These tears are for this feeling of anger towards the babies' mother... and sadness for the babies and her mother in law! Why? If anything happen to her babies, I wonder who'd get the blame?

How... can the mother be so cruel to her own children? And especially to her mother in law? Why...? I wish I could just take the babies away from her. They don't deserve a hypocrite for a mother... they don't deserve to get neglected by the mother... they... are too pure and innocent.

Oh God... please... I am begging of You... please take care of those innocent little souls. I may have done so much sins but... I still have heart towards children. They are... too innocent... I pray You will watch over them. To me... babies are angels without wings...

I am actually shaking just typing this entry out. I am upset. I am angry. I am... feeling sad. I... don't want anything to happen to them. They are after all, my nephews (in law)...

Oh, God have mercy on them...

I cannot bear to type anymore... It just makes me want to cry.

Woot!

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See What Boredom Can Do To You?

I was bored. So, went to this site and made a book. Haha!

More later. I am bored. I can't think.

Polling

VOTE FOR NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK HERE!

IF YOU VOTE OF BACKSHIT BOYS, MAY YOU FIND ETERNAL DIFFICULTY IN LIFE!

*just a favour for my best friend - besides, I cannot stand BSB anyway!*

August 22nd 2008

I am overwhelmed that we can last this long!

Gosh~ I cannot believe that I can remain in a relationship for more than a year and a half! Maybe when August 22nd roll by, I will blog about on how we met and how it all happened. Haha!

I am so bored that I don't know what else to do. I am absolutely clueless on what to do! Damn~!

THIS. IS. SPARTA!!

No. Not the movie 300.

That is the trailer. I am talking about a CAT named Sparta!

There he is. SO CUTE! I am in the mood to share videos actually but I don't know what else to share. I will blog more later once there are things to blog about. Heck~

Chelsea vs Manchester United

Haha! Manchester United actually lost to freaking Chelsea! It is a disappointment to others but it is something really funny to me!

How is it funny for me?

Well, it is funny because Fergie warned Chelsea, "IT ENDS TODAY. We'll win the title at Stamford Bridge." I am not a Manchester United fan nor a Chelsea fan. (going to a corner and she says, YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE!) But I was hoping that Manchester United would win this match.

Fergie shouldn't have been OVER-CONFIDENT! Look what happened? They suffered 3 injuries. But I couldn't stand looking at that Drogba!

nuril : go f**k a f**king dog drogba

She had to add that to MY blog entry! *rolls on the floor laughing* She is still so upset that Chelsea won. It is not that I am upset but Fergie got bitten in the butt. So it is karma for him. He shouldn't have been overly confident.

I don't know what more to say about the match because I was having more fun listening to this loud voice behind me screaming, "F**K CHELSEA! F**K DROGBA! GO F**K AMONG YOURSELVES F**KING CHELSEA!"It would have been cooler if I could record her cursing and ranting about it and then put it into my blog! *giggles*

The best part was when she screamed, "Chelsea should f**king go to f**king hell!"

It was hilarious. You can't hardly concentrate on the game but you are only focusing on that angry voice cursing at the idiot box! Haha! "Woman! It is NOT like they will hear you! But the people underneath us can hear you stomping on the floor. The people next door might not be able to enjoy sex listening to you cursing and ranting away!" Hahahaha!!

Gosh. It was more fun watching her jumping up and down, listening to her cursing away rather than watching the match! Gosh. I don't what else to say about it all except I enjoyed watching my sister more than watching the match.

The match sucked but I enjoyed it anyway because of SOMEONE! *laughs*

Thank God, it wasn't an Arsenal match. If not, I would have been worse than deaf!