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Have you heard the story about the guy who thought he had something with the girl when in fact there really wasnt anything? Yeah. I've never. Till it happened to me. The thing about assumptions is that it hurts when what you assumed the situation to be, goes against you. Sometimes, in certain situations, it could be a relieve if you assume wrongly. For instance, like once i saw a very suspiciously weird looking guy carrying a big backpack. Ironically, he has this picturesquely osama looking face & he was turning his head left & right at a rapid rate without any worries of straining his neck. At first sight, i thought he was a terrorist. But on second sight, i had no doubt he's a terrorist looking for the X mark thats marked on his map which represents the spot to plant the bomb. Naturally, with him looking like that & his body language likened to a terrorist, there's nothing wrong having the perception that he's one of mas selamats' comrade. So i glued m...

Happy birthday to the you that is me. I know it has been more than 2 months since my birthday but im happy & i just wanted to write this. I didnt get a chance to write this on my birtday cuz all 3 of the computers in my house wouldnt do what they were suppose to. Work. Last Year, I wasnt officially updating my blog. So these words im about to write has been lingering in my head like lingerie. So, Massive achievement isnt it turning 19. You can see just how much i have accomplished within these 19 years through the last line. Notice how great my life is especially since i call it a 'massive achievement' in turning 19. It is as i actually manage to stay alive for 19 odd years. The truth is, there isnt much changes in turning 19. Of course the number is a change but it doesnt feel any greater than being 18. Or 80. Its maybe because i've grown too old to remember the significance of birthdays. I dont understand though why people give presents to the birthday boy. I mean, sh...

I saw a marvellously beautiful ring the other day while passing by this jewellry store. I've always had this ambition or dream on buying an overly expensive ring for a girl & offering her my caring service while pledging to be faithful to her forever. But im just not sure whether i should do it. I know all this sounds stupid but i can assure you that this will be the one & only time in my life i'll have serious blood flowing through my otherwise unserious veins. Day dreaming's good. The guy in the video's just like me. Daydreaming anywhere, anytime. I dont know why my friends say im crazy. Whenever they ask me what kinda work will i consider doing in a few years time, the response to my answer will always be 'siao'. I dont care about money. The lack or the abundance of it. Of course if its the latter, i'm happy. But if its the former, im happy too. So whenever i say im not gonna work in a few year times, the first thought that surfaces is i am lazy. ...

You're a bird that has already flown away I came across a great phrase recently. Or a quote. Either way it works. "Its not a chance if you don't take it". So, i contemplated about those wise words of wisdom aforementioned while i was daydreaming & i came to a conclusion. Was my chance with her not really a chance but just a figment of imagination? The chance i so greatly messed up. I messed up the chance that never really was a chance. Does that mean the chance will come one day since it wasnt a chance the other time round? Maybe. She's very intimidating. She intimidates me by just walking or when she's a 10 meters within my radar. She scares me so much, not doing anything, that i blew it. Its kinda like a stagefright except that it only involves her & me. You can say she represents the thousands of spectators watching you while you're on stage performing. Only that the feeling's worse than that. At least by a tho...

Its been more than a month since i last wrote. I may have lost my touch. But then again, who cares? Seeing That this is my first post since september, i'm gonna write 2 months worth of rubbish & hand it to this site on a silver plater. Its Gonna be long. I hope. Firstly, i'm gonna write about me. Cuz everyone just seems to do that in blogs. Lately, i havent been sleeping well. But the problem doesnt lie with my bad bed. Neither does it lie with my smelly old pillow. The problem lies with me & my clever thinking plus the power of the mind. A few months ago, i just couldnt dream in my sleep. Then i decided that my inability to dream is wasting my time in sleeping. So i thought, since i couldnt dream, whats the point in sleeping? The rest i should say is history as you probably know what happens then. So, for 2 months, all i do is toss & turn like tossed salad in bed sometimes till 4.30am. And on september, thats the time when everybody gets up & have our daily daw...