A world without pain, sadness, or separation

 i don't know why i keep this livejournal. maybe i am the kind of guy who like to keep hang on to memories. i only blog or write things that are nice. or if it's something unpleasant, then it's probably to remind me how f the world is. 


lal al a la

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I will now beat BJ with my jokes.

What is Rape?
it's consensual sex you didn't know you wanted!

A guy using the condom for the first time
“So you put the condom on "after" sex.. Right?”

This guy doesn't like blowjobs. Why?
“Why on earth would I want to put my dick in an area full of teeth?!”

My friend he loves to bang secondary school girls. Why?
“That's what I love about these secondary school girls; I get older and they stay the same age.”

Wonder why women have 'dual breast'?
The duality of breasts reflects the duality of impulses they intice i.e. the urge to suck and the urge to squeeze.”

and there she stood,
with a rose on her head as an accessory,
with lights shining bright on her,
waiting to sweep off the world

she smiled not knowing what hardships lied ahead,
she never frowned
she only lived for the present,
not for the past,
not for the future.

fun and love never came together,
fun and love will never be together,
as she held her hands high,
she swings her long hair left to right,
not a care in the world.

and when she was down,
He was what she looked up upon,
as she kneel down on the floor,
she looked up and prayed.

Which is better?
Getting paid or getting laid?

I pack my case. I check my face.
I look a little bit older.
I look a little bit colder.
With one deep breath, and one big step, I move a little bit closer.
I move a little bit closer.
For reasons unknown.

I caught my stride.
I flew and flied.
I know if destiny’s kind, I’ve got the rest of my mind.
But my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don’t see you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

There was an open chair.
We sat down in the open chair.
I said if destiny’s kind, I’ve got the rest of my mind.
But my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don’t see you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you at all.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

I said my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown; for reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

Heaven. The word used when people say that's where they want to go after they're dead. It is said that it is white, pure and quiet. It is much better than hell, so they say. Sometimes I question this people, have someone really seen heaven and come back to earth and talk about it. So far I have not heard of any such person. I always believed that you believe what you see. If heaven and hell is something to do with the afterlife, then how can we believe of such existence?

It has been like that when we've brought up. Religious beliefs, spiritual philosophies. Something that everybody is affected. When a person is born, they've put one of their leg into a bucket called 'Religion'. The other leg will be used to re-affirm it.

For me, all I want now is somewhere where there is no sorrow, no parting, no crying and people call it heaven. I just long to be somewhere there. Something near that will do. My life, I want to rest for a while before I go on an adventurous journey. I have to. Sometimes, my mind just seeks for tranquility and peace, something I cannot get while I'm here.

I want to go to somewhere there's no parting, no sorrow.

Paradise.

One day there was a farmer and his worker. they both work hard in this paddy field. the farmer believed that he should only employ one worker in order to save on expenditure and he would be able to earn more when the paddy was ripe with rice.

At the start of the season, the farmer told his worker that they have to work double hard if they wanted to get any profit or earn any money so everyday, they worked more than 10 hours a day. Both the worker and the farmer lived together so that it would be flexible for the worker even though he left a family at home.

Once they planted their seed into the soil and pushed around the bull to make depressions so that they could plant the seed in it, both of them made sure that the field wouldn't be water-logged or too dry. After a few months, the harvest ready and they could start taking the rice out. But on that day, the farmer had to go to the state's annual central meeting and he was one of the community leaders. He told the worker that its now all up to the worker to put the rice into the gunny sacks and made sure that they were distributed to the shops to be sold. The obedient and quiet worker just nodded his head and off went the farmer.

The worker worked day and night to ensure that that the rice was properly filled up and made sure that not a single grain was spared. He was really tired because he had to double the work since the farmer wasn't here and the harvest for that year was so big. He didn't had the time to eat, drink or sleep. All he knew that if he did what he was told, he would get a huge amount of money and he would go back to his family.

For days and night, the worker did not sleep and he had to continue working because the farmer was still away. The annual meeting was held far away and it would take the farmer a week before he came back.

At noon on the 5th day, the worker was pale and weak. As everything had to be done manually, he had to separate the rice out in the hot sun, he collapsed and died.

When the farmer came back, to his dismay, he found his worker in the middle of the paddy field and what could be seen was his body as his face was eaten up by the flying crows. The farmer had also lost his harvest because they were eaten up the crows and animals nearby. All gone. He had lost a lot of money. He had lost an obedient worker and his family, lost him.

A man's idea of saving money had led to the death of the worker. A man's selfishness and greed was inevitable. Who wouldn't be?


Why am I writing this story? I don't know. I just felt writing one. And so I did.

I know I'm late but Happy New Year.

i am happy because of you.
tell me what would i do without you?
i'll just wither away, hoping that we'll meet again in the next life or the next life.

when you put your head on my shoulder and look me in the eye, i.. i.. just want to cherish that moment. to be like this for the rest of our life. just you and me. though we're not of age to get married or have a family, i'll be off to an island in 2 years, carrying gun and you'll be sad because i'm no longer around by your side. don't worry you silly girl. i'll just meet new friends and i'll have time for you. definitely.

and then i'm off to a foreign land to study. and then you'll start to cry and miss me. don't be sad. i won't change. why would i. i rather be someone i am than someone i'm not.

i love you

second chances; they don't really matter.
people never change.
i'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way.

Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!


I just bought a paramore CD and wanted to see how good it was. not bad. they lyrics for misery business is above.
wouldn't have known it without ros introducing me like ages ago ahaha.

"haa hee hooo haha heha lala haha ha hehe he haha he he hahhah aha hahazzx lolzxz hahahahah"

they say laughter's a good medicine. just don't laugh too much when you sitting on a wall, or you'll fall down like humpty dumpty.

what's my new year resolution?

i guess it will be on shutting my mouth.

today was a really enjoyable day because i spent quality time with her (:

Benazir Bhutto is dead as of 27 December. The politican that wanted to bring back a democratic Pakistan.

I

i can only imagine

i can only imagine what it'll be like to walk by your side in the aisle

will i dance for you? will i sing for you?

falling in love with you, how will my heart feel?


forever, forever loving you.

I'm posting this post using my mobile phone and i've been surfing the net using my phone. Aha. So that's all i want to say. :)

it's all about passion and determination.
put your heart into it and you will succeed.

time to heed these sentences properly.

We are heading to different directions, accomplishing different goals. Needless to say more, we humans are different. From the DNA fingerprint to the height and weight of a person, we're all different. But why this difference? Can't we all think the same way too? Sometimes people have their own thinking and their own agendas in their heads. They all vary from different human beings. My mom wants me to be a physiotherapist because i would be able to massage her when she's in pain. i don't want to be one because i don't see any future in it. That's not the issue. the main thing is that different people have different mindset.

But humans strive for the same thing, money and survival. That's their 'kinda' common goal amongst them. Without money, you can't survive. And you need to make money to survive.

Sometimes i ask myself, you can't live for the past. the past is already dead. You can't live for 'now' because 'now' passed already. Future is what you/I/everyone should be looking at. recently, i'm digging too much of the past out. FARK.

fyi shaun, my monologue will be entitled " The Courtesan-teen"
i've scrapped the other monologue, can't happen. isn't realistic enough.

my day went pretty well today. it can be illustrated in a few words: walking, chipmunks and sun.
spent it with my hazlinda who seems to be quiet at first and then talkative as soon the day ended. sometimes, i find it hard what to talk to her about. that's why i enjoyed today because she did most of the talking and i did most of the nodding. NOT that i don't want to talk to her, for a change, i wanted to see her more talkative. i like it when she's starts to talk. it's good to shut up once in a while and hear others especially you loved ones talk.

as you would have seen my msn nick lately,  i will spending much of these holidays writing not one but two scripts, one a monologue the other a 5 man play. so if you guys have any ideas what you intend to see on a stage, COMMENT. THANKS:D

You're always remembered the things that you first do
if you do poorly, no one will remember you.
Be the best, and people will come to you.

i've always thought in my head what will it be like when you leave drama as president. would things become better or wold it become worse or would it just stay stagnant? these are things that are in my head lately and i can't just ignore these thoughts or brush them away. they've become part of my life, believe it or not. my time as president will be up soon and i know i'm passing the post down to somebody reliable. somebody who i know can push drama further than i could ever do.

but why do people join drama for? to learn something out of it. if we keep making mistakes and it is easy to say that we learnt something out of it because when you learn from mistakes, you make sure that you don't make the same one in the future and in a way, you learnt something. but is that all? being new to something and then making mistakes and then that's it. sometimes, i just wish we could offer more. i was looking through the net about programs on drama. Drama can come under so many things. Technical aspect and on-stage. it is not surprising that a lot of people in drama are only interested in the on-stage except for some that i know. come on, honestly, when you first think of joining this group, your sole idea of this group is that you're just needed to act. then only you realise that there's more to it when the group has big-scale performances and see that the aspect, technical is as important than the other one but nobody comes forward to do it. sigh.

people can't just survive by just acting. remembering lines is something i would consider easy now but making sure that the show goes well is, ANOTHER big responsibility and nobody wants to take up that job enthusiastically because they know that if they screw it up, byebye. so bloody cheebye right.