The church and me don't mix. FACT.
the world ...
... is getting its ass handed over to Hell on a silver platter: it's raining frozen armageddon over the skies of southern Australia and people are celebrating. An immense earthquake spanks Chinese territory right where it hurts - its telecommunications hub. And ... meh, I can't seem to remember anything else.
Oh hell, alright. I'm just pissed 'cause my internets got ass-raped in an alleyway gangbang and had its filthy, cum-drenched but - sadly - still living body dumped in a Taiwanese ghetto in the middle of a 6-and-a-something earthquake crater.
*facesmash* I miss my DSL whore.
Oh hell, alright. I'm just pissed 'cause my internets got ass-raped in an alleyway gangbang and had its filthy, cum-drenched but - sadly - still living body dumped in a Taiwanese ghetto in the middle of a 6-and-a-something earthquake crater.
*facesmash* I miss my DSL whore.
what do you think?
Yes.
No.
Maybe.
I don't know.
Not really.
Not at all.
Fuck.
'See, you are suppose to use bows further away. They're projectile weapons, as in they project sharp objects away from you so you can kill people from faaar away. Like on top of a shop, raining down terror upon the helpless citizens of olden Hampshire.' - Quoted for much truth and wisdom, from some smart-ass on GameFAQ's forums.
Meh. I wish my lawn was emo; then it'd cut itself.
No.
Maybe.
I don't know.
Not really.
Not at all.
Fuck.
'See, you are suppose to use bows further away. They're projectile weapons, as in they project sharp objects away from you so you can kill people from faaar away. Like on top of a shop, raining down terror upon the helpless citizens of olden Hampshire.' - Quoted for much truth and wisdom, from some smart-ass on GameFAQ's forums.
Meh. I wish my lawn was emo; then it'd cut itself.
wisdom ...
... is not gained through endurance and perseverance on its path, but from sheer force of will. We are wise, if we only look deep enough. The sappy romance, chick-flicks have got it right: trust your feelings for they will guide you true.
Conversations With God. 'I am the life and the way. Follow me.' 'I am one with my Father and all of ye are my brethren.' 'All of this shall you do, and more.'
That's that; my own modest way of advertising my most beloved reading material - the thing which gets me to sleep at night, soundly and secure. And love I do, this trilogy of books. Whoever you may be, whatever background you may have come from, pick up this series wherever you may and just read.
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Alright, now to another issue. What do you know about Tasmania? Tasmania, the relatively small island situated at the most southwestern end of Australia.
For me, a couple of days ago, I knew nothing. Moving through life, taking things for granted, staying afloat by hanging onto the barest of twigs drifting through the currents.
For me, a day and some hours ago, I knew nearly everything there was to know. My life situation hasn't changed much in that respect, except maybe now the flow has kicked up one notch a little. Turbulent, chaotic, out of control.
What's that imply? Who knows (except for, obviously, me, of course but I won't tell. ;P).
I've written an essay on why Malaysia sucks and Tasmania rocks, which I must confess I had quite an easy - and somewhat fun - time doing. Another essay, this time a letter of introduction. This one I met a writer's block along the way, God knows why. Is it really that hard to write a decent introduction about myself? Thinking back, not really though my past self would argue otherwise.
@Sister:
I think you might really stop by here so messages for you. (; Cleanliness, hygiene, water, bath foam, shampoo, loofa sponges, shower, wash. Not so-subtle subliminal mind messages, yo.
End, eh.
P.S I'm going to go for a medical examination soon. Yay for peeing in tiny plastic tubes. Yay for the hole they're going to puncture somewhere near my elbow. Yay for finding out my health is in a shittier condition than I had imagined for myself. Yay, yay, yay!
Conversations With God. 'I am the life and the way. Follow me.' 'I am one with my Father and all of ye are my brethren.' 'All of this shall you do, and more.'
That's that; my own modest way of advertising my most beloved reading material - the thing which gets me to sleep at night, soundly and secure. And love I do, this trilogy of books. Whoever you may be, whatever background you may have come from, pick up this series wherever you may and just read.
-------------
Alright, now to another issue. What do you know about Tasmania? Tasmania, the relatively small island situated at the most southwestern end of Australia.
For me, a couple of days ago, I knew nothing. Moving through life, taking things for granted, staying afloat by hanging onto the barest of twigs drifting through the currents.
For me, a day and some hours ago, I knew nearly everything there was to know. My life situation hasn't changed much in that respect, except maybe now the flow has kicked up one notch a little. Turbulent, chaotic, out of control.
What's that imply? Who knows (except for, obviously, me, of course but I won't tell. ;P).
I've written an essay on why Malaysia sucks and Tasmania rocks, which I must confess I had quite an easy - and somewhat fun - time doing. Another essay, this time a letter of introduction. This one I met a writer's block along the way, God knows why. Is it really that hard to write a decent introduction about myself? Thinking back, not really though my past self would argue otherwise.
@Sister:
I think you might really stop by here so messages for you. (; Cleanliness, hygiene, water, bath foam, shampoo, loofa sponges, shower, wash. Not so-subtle subliminal mind messages, yo.
End, eh.
P.S I'm going to go for a medical examination soon. Yay for peeing in tiny plastic tubes. Yay for the hole they're going to puncture somewhere near my elbow. Yay for finding out my health is in a shittier condition than I had imagined for myself. Yay, yay, yay!
chris cornell ...
... you know my name?!
you probably have no idea what the hell was that about. his song for Casino Royale 007. OMG, it's good; goodness' essence; goodness compressed into audio four minutes and three seconds long. If you took all the goodness in the world, dissected it to see how it worked and wanted to replicate it to spread global peace to each and every one of planet Earth's souls, you'd get his song.
The coldest blood runs through my veins, because the song knows my name.
you probably have no idea what the hell was that about. his song for Casino Royale 007. OMG, it's good; goodness' essence; goodness compressed into audio four minutes and three seconds long. If you took all the goodness in the world, dissected it to see how it worked and wanted to replicate it to spread global peace to each and every one of planet Earth's souls, you'd get his song.
The coldest blood runs through my veins, because the song knows my name.
go charlotte ...
... snip, and you know we don't give a fuck, it's not your birthday!
But it is my good friend Jayme's! Hooray, Jayme, for being that much older; hooray, Jayme, for not having changed at all.
That's it, I guess. I was never good at doing these kinda things. Now to remember Jion's birth-date. Crap.
currently listening: chris cornell - you know my name (007's Casino Royale)
But it is my good friend Jayme's! Hooray, Jayme, for being that much older; hooray, Jayme, for not having changed at all.
That's it, I guess. I was never good at doing these kinda things. Now to remember Jion's birth-date. Crap.
currently listening: chris cornell - you know my name (007's Casino Royale)
what's up with ...
... girls these days who have adapted the 'anime' look for posing in photos? It's getting on my nerves; no one wants to see your cheeks all puffed out so, hunny. Neither do they wanna see your disgusting lips in a pout so obviously forced it's near unbearable to watch.
Exhibit-fuckin'-A:
The people at my back who are laughing at my m4d m0u54 drawing skeelz, please stop. This is Truth; and there's nothing funny about truth.
...
Come to think of it, that is a pretty retarded drawing.
Exhibit-fuckin'-A:
The people at my back who are laughing at my m4d m0u54 drawing skeelz, please stop. This is Truth; and there's nothing funny about truth.
...
Come to think of it, that is a pretty retarded drawing.
superman ...
... malaysia's got its ass covered now. behold the answer; witness the comeback.
let's see you getting to sleep at night now.
let's see you getting to sleep at night now.
never the way ...
... is emo. regret is poison; guilt kills but naught is it slow.
On a random matter, I've grown a terrible fondness for Thai food! Yay, woot.
I got my new glasses. Fear me and my perfect 20/20 eyesight; what do I spy with my little eye? Everything I couldn't before.
Hey, did that guy in the car up front just pick his nose?
currently playing: final fantasy xii
On a random matter, I've grown a terrible fondness for Thai food! Yay, woot.
I got my new glasses. Fear me and my perfect 20/20 eyesight; what do I spy with my little eye? Everything I couldn't before.
Hey, did that guy in the car up front just pick his nose?
currently playing: final fantasy xii
i can hear ...
... little children crying. and i feel responsible somehow. don't cry, lil' ones. everything'll turn out alright. hah.
Unrelated note ftw: during the escapade to merry, metropolitan Kuala Lumpur, I managed to procure myself copies of Ouran High School Host Club the manga. All of the ones currently translated, in fact, which is 7 volumes; I feel all warm inside everytime I peruse them. The manga's got nothing on the actual anime though but hey, it still rocks to see the original source material anyway.
Besides that, I also bought books 2, 3 and 4 of Megatokyo, to prove I am one hell of a fanboy. (Wait, where's book 1? Yeah, they didn't have it in stock. Buggers, now my collection isn't complete no more.) The extra material in the book not shown online is worth the price though, me thinks.
currently listening: theory of a deadman - better off
Unrelated note ftw: during the escapade to merry, metropolitan Kuala Lumpur, I managed to procure myself copies of Ouran High School Host Club the manga. All of the ones currently translated, in fact, which is 7 volumes; I feel all warm inside everytime I peruse them. The manga's got nothing on the actual anime though but hey, it still rocks to see the original source material anyway.
Besides that, I also bought books 2, 3 and 4 of Megatokyo, to prove I am one hell of a fanboy. (Wait, where's book 1? Yeah, they didn't have it in stock. Buggers, now my collection isn't complete no more.) The extra material in the book not shown online is worth the price though, me thinks.
currently listening: theory of a deadman - better off
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