So a couple of us were bored (read: Farhan, Ikhlas and Me).
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posted @ 2:16 AM
Saturday, December 27, 2008
You know what I hate?
Ridiculously, insanely rich people who do nothing except party day in, day out, while normal people like us have to slog our asses off to get what, 1/12 of what they get daily for allowances? Fuck, go fucking live in some fucking third fucking world country and go and fucking make mud houses for people or like use that goddamned money of yours to buy them food instead of like, wasting your money on some stupid fucking bag which costs a bomb but is made out of the exact same material they use for recycling bags that we can get anywhere for a fucking dollar. Shit you, seriously. How about being humble for once and start buying stuff that you can find at the local dollar fucking shop. Or maybe, start like repenting or something. Or like maybe, you know, go live in a cave so that you won't have to like come across with people like me who will spite you for life no matter how much I may seem nice to you coz in actual fact I don't think you deserve being nice to but oh well, I have dignity.
This post might be gone tomorrow, if I feel like it.
Pro tip : They keyword here is MIGHT.
And fuck, I miss my H. I have a valid enough reason, okay, so shut up. I don't have a chance to see him on a frequent basis. I'm not a blessed person. I am quarantined. Inside this house. Where everyone is getting on my nerves.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! EVERYONE ELSE ( except for a few) IS ANNOYING AS WELL.
Yeah, majorly moodswinging. Bye.
posted @ 1:32 AM
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Fucking ace. One day they will be big and you will shut up. Merry Christmas, kay bye.
posted @ 12:12 AM
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Whats your greatest fear? Today I'm gonna be superficial and talk about things more on the surface rather in depth. Well, as some of you may know, I have this huge thing against clowns. Any of you watched Pennywise? That stupid horror film where the clown has super sharp teeth and goes around stalking people. Yeah, that one. That fucking movie scarred me for life. I can't look at clowns at all. Recently I had this one dream about a clown stalking me managed to stab me twice with a knife, I didn't die though but he wasn't stopped either. I woke up crying because the last image I saw was that of the fucker chasing me around with a knife for the third time. Good god. Oh yeah, and also, I remember being chased after a clown in mall during Christmas time as a kid. It wasn't only the clown, there was this fat Santa too. Like, literally chasing. Who the hell does that to little kids who refuse to get presents and balloons from you. Pro tip, once a kid cries, get the fuck off or you'll haunt the kid for life.
Hafiz is probably going to roll his eyes at this. He was a clown once. Hah.
posted @ 12:11 AM
Friday, December 19, 2008
We're like, hat addicts. LOL.
I know this going to be like the 65434574385th post I've made about my parents, but I have to say, I can't help it. I really do love them, no matter how much I complain, whine and yell about how unfair they can be towards me. At the end of the day, they're the reason I'm here, the very people who loved me from the start. Wah, okay. Lets cry.
Mom and her big hair.
My parents' friend was here over at house just a little while ago and mom being mom, did the typical lets-look-at-old-photos-and-laugh-at-how-funny-everyone-was-back-then. I know my mom doesn't show it, but from the way she was describing to her friend about my childhood and how I was like, I can tell that she loves me, she's proud of me, happy of who I am now, just that well yeah, she doesn't show it, not in an obvious manner, if any.
Dad and his denim.
As for my dad, well, he doesn't show it that much either. But I can tell that he loves me too. Especially when we start talking about music and then we'll both get animated and go on and on about the one main thing we can agree on, which is great, really. I think in a way, his CD collection and constant singing-out-loud sessions have been great influences to me. Really!
You won't read this but heck.......
I love you guys!
posted @ 5:48 PM
Sunday, December 14, 2008
OH HAI. It's Spungen and Furry Dude!
I'll sport a smile, take in some color Under the stars, I'll be your lover With no distractions I'm gonna treat you right
Well it seems like things are only getting better Well it seems like we can never catch a break
posted @ 7:38 PM
Saturday, December 13, 2008
If cliche wasn't cliche, what would it be? If typical wasn't typical, what would it be? Sadly we live in a profoundly odd era where these things would matter and everyone would just conform so as to not be the black sheep of the herd. Of course there are one or two who always enjoy taking the risks, not always ending up in a positive note but the experiences compare to what other individuals have? Seemingly contrasting.
We're all humans, we all have blood running through us. That's a whole already and yet in order to further "differentiate" yourself, you follow when on the hindsight you're just the same. Carbon copies of every single being out there, unnoticeable to you maybe but not to the bare naked and not so bare naked eyes of the society. Yes, society that judges.
Perspectives differ from person to person and we all know that everyone is not the same. Yet, despite having the knowledge of that already, some of us just don't get it. We let things get to us, it's like you're asking a gunman to kill you straight away after knowing that he's threatening your life. Here's the thing. The keyword there is threatening. You can't just give up to the man and go "Hey, he has a gun. So let him kill me,". No, fight back or run or just do whatever is at your will and reach. You have the power to control the situation, quit not.
PS: Twilight was awesome. Yay for sneaks! Happy Birthday Matsumoto Hideto.
posted @ 3:34 AM
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
These were like drawn what, two years ago?
Hi. I love X. Then sometimes I feel like I don't but then when I think about it, yes I love X. Art of Life man! Omg, wtf am I rambling about. Yes no I don't know. HUH? You see. See art. LOL, I think my brain just puked out random words. Omg.
I miss a whole shit load of people. Kevin, where's Kevin? Dai, Brett, Aoi and Astrid, we don't talk much anymore, no shit. And then most importantly KODOKS. OMG. I hate myself >.>
OH YES, there's the two fuckers I miss them but hell, WHO CARES MAN SINCE YOU CAN BOTH GO DIE OR SOMETHING. FUCKSZXSXZXZZ. I think I'm funny. Hahaha.
Okay, time for me to shut up coz I think I'll trigger a landslide. Speaking of which, reminds me of a really funny ass country close to us. Omg, I am not making sense. HAAAAAAA.
Anyways, anyone remember the infamous 707 train? Just saying, I miss Nana.
posted @ 4:46 PM
Friday, December 5, 2008
It's nice. Nice to have someone bring you to your favourite spot and watch the sunset and just sit there and talk. And then when it grows quiet, he just stares at you, intently. Because you're not gonna see each other for a few, and he wants to remember your face, even though you're always self conscious and think that you look retarded, it doesn't really matter.
I wear the biggest smile :D
posted @ 10:47 PM
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Britney's Circus, as redefined by me: "There’s only two types of people in the world The ones that name-drop, and the ones that observe."
I pity you, kid. To think you have to stoop that low. But don't worry, we'll give you hell.
Where's the secret heart giver? Hmm.
posted @ 11:40 PM
Monday, December 1, 2008
Last picture, taken for class today. I like it. Oh btw, nice dress there, Lester.
posted @ 10:39 PM