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Written on: Tuesday, December 29, 2009
We are fast approaching post 333. That means something, maybe it's a sign for big change. Maybe it's tine for miracles? No, I don't think so, now go sing your song somewhere else.Time: 10:01 PM Today was a super power day as with all other days spent with the mats. Floormats hah. Nah that was nothing. We gotta keep doing this kinda shit for as long as we can. I remembered a super kaklar story, of owning origins not too long ago. My mom told it to me that night while we were having a sacred Family Lepaking Session, and I couldn't stop laughing. That afternoon we were all dressed and ready for lunch, so my parents left their room and my bros happily left our in my charge. So I had a brief wtf moment where I looked for my socks, grabbed the key then made sure the room was locked before heading for the elevator. See I was kinda brought up around the concepts of be ultra careful and take nothing for granted. While I'm not always like that, some traits invariably rub off by virtue of proximity. And voilà whole family plus strangers were waiting in the lift for me. I think I hadn't kept them waiting much, no one looked pissed heh. (Why do I always keep people waiting for me sheesh. bad Fawaz, bad Fawaz!) I hadn't really noticed but my mom said once I entered the lift the two girls at the back started 'speaking'. My mom imitated them a bit, it rang a bell, and triggered a massive WTF reaction. Fortunately what ensued was a fit of laughter, not a rude exclamation. Mak was going on and on about how they were trying to act cool, and how she would have cuit-ed (pinched) their arms till they screamed like he'll. IF she was their mom. Please lah I don't think those girls were trying to impress me, that's just so ridiculous. But if they were, then sorry cos I didn't give a shit an I don't really give a shit unless I'm interested lol. And girls, it's not wervvit. Open your eyes PLEASE. And Mak, please don't hesitate to pinch if ever there is a need, elevator rides can be ultra boooooring. Oh and about that! I sometimes do this weird something in lifts, just to try and freak people out. Dunno if it works, but saying it here could just spoil it all. Take an elevator with me. And GOOD NEWS! People are somehow getting nicer, like they hold doors, say thanks and let you pass. I won't transform to Datuk Fawaz Tua Giler Nak Mampos (grandfather Fawaz so old want to die hahahaha I love love translations did anyone catch that) ( I love love rock, if that didn't ring a bell) just yet, but I'm sure if you think happy you'll be happy. How can people say 'life got in the way', got in the way of what murrfkker?! Please love this Earth otherwise there'll be nowhere left for us to screw around. Hmm, interpret that how you like. While you're at it, get smarter, stay sharp and be cool as a whatever the hell is cool enough. Hello, Is it clone day or something Astral
Written on: Monday, December 28, 2009
Lol wtf Syatirah and Rashidi tiba-tiba muncul di luar my house hahahah I'm still in shock, I'm easily shocked. How sweet of them, I really appreciate it a lot. And I found out the got a test next week. Wtf? Serious ke per? WHY!Time: 10:13 PM Anyway, they're all smart kids. Whether they know it or not, whether they like it or not. See I was watching Spiderman just now, and the whole thing about... k nvm. Anyway good luck J1s with all your thangs, been there done that LOVED IT hahahahahhaha. No, seriously. I loved it. And hated it, what an awkward situation. Oh and Syat I hope you enjoy your pink mic hahahaha. Mary I've not forgotten payment, contemplating snail methods, won't that be fun? Anyway, if you read my blog enough, you'd know I have a certain inclination toward talking about my vitamin-induced piss colour. Somehow I find the subject very intriguing and interesting, not at all embarrassing. So once more, I'll share another story. I hope I'm not repeating myself, age catching up. I overdosed by accident, took two Vitamin B pills. Now these babies are some awesome shit. In short, for energy release and blah blah blah. If you lived a day with me you'd see why my mom's so insistent on me taking them. I'm forever asleep, then I'll sleep some more, and I'm so laid back its scary. So she thinks its a good idea that I feel a bit more energetic, so I can do useful stuff. Right. Well anyway, to describe the potency of this thing, I spent more hours awake than usual one day. The day before I overdosed. We went to visit my grandfather who had a fall, but is recovering well, Alhamdulillah. He's an awesome man, 92 if I'm not wrong. Still alert and everything, and full of stories. I need NEED NEED to learn Malayalam. Oh but one thing he said, I still remember clearly. Whatever you do, do it for, in this order, Allah, Rasul, Mak and Bapak. My elaboration is, whatever you must be in their name. If you want to do something and you know Allah (if this applies to you, that is) won't be happy with it, then DON'T BLOODY DO IT. If Allah permits, but mother doesn't, then do. Getting my bike license, for instance. And its back to the vitamin story. So I spent more hours awake, then only got two hours of sleep, and about an hour later overdosed. You can't blame me, the vitamins were arranged like that on the table, where my portion (at least that's what I assumed) had two black pills. Turns out someone ter-messed up the arrangement or something. Thing is, despite the severe lack of sleep, I outawaked the whole family (save Mak. Hmm, why ah?). Some time after lunch, everyone KO-ed and slept and slept till Maghrib I think. So I had the time of my life playing game after game on the ipodwhatpodallyourpodpod. And that night, stayed up some more to watch some TV. Not a yawn the whole day, never nodded off, it was freaky. Freaky COOL SHIT! BUT! We're forgetting something. THE PISS. Yeah the piss. It was so much more yellow than before, in fact I coulda swore it looked almost lime green. Like almost frickin' glowing in the toilet bowl. Smelt good too I think hahahahaha. Maybe that's cos I'm always overloading on water. But anyway, one more pill and I think it would've been acidic piss, melts right through your toilet! Try it yourself! Come to think of it, shoulda turned off the lights to see if it really glew. Yeah GLEW, get over it. I just dropped the iPod but despite the sever heart trauma it caused me, it also revealed something else to me. If you don't hear it, it won't take as much damage. Thank you God, for allowing me to be listening to loud music at the time of the incident. And how the HELL did it drop?! Thing was on the table! I was typing away! Damn SPIRITS... Oh and thanks for all the nice words everyone, right back atcha a million times. Hello, My name is a bella Labels: famous words, no ligaments, repotr Gapless Album
Time: 1:12 AM
I went for a wedding today, weddings scare the crap out of me. I don't know why but I find them very intimidating.Does anybody want a pair of Sony Ericsson earpieces? I've got two actually. Booooooooooriiiiiiiiinnnnnngggggggggggggg. Hello, Goodboring Labels: no ligaments Scventz
Written on: Saturday, December 26, 2009
I swear I keep hearing my name called. Recently it's been my mom's voice bit there've been others. The strange thing is, I'm more annoyed than afraid. Actually, I'm just plain irritated. It's frustrating to hear your name called only to turn around and find no one looking for you. What, playful phantom? Get a life. Oh yeah, can't.Time: 3:48 AM Time' flying real fast doncha think. When I plan to do things it always seems theoretically sound. Seems is the keyword here, and the next big thing to happen is my battery's running out. Both mechanical and biological. So I should've said batteries are. My mistake, sorry, time to go, good bye. But then: I did try Plus It didn't work Equals Aid deednt work Useful short forms for the busy human. Hello, I loaf you Labels: famous words, no ligaments I Bored Boughtdom
Written on: Sunday, December 20, 2009
Ewmember I talked aviu change. Yeah change of name chang of dunno what blah blah. Well it's Bren around for sine time only people dint know. Don't Dont don't the quick brown fix jumps ofer the lazy dog.Time: 4:02 AM Well anyway if you want early access th. I offe thee one clue for this time one night only bravo bravo. I'll give you this one clue before I give eeryone the last clues, and before this place will see anything new again. Sooooooo it actually does t make a difference if IOU fiire it out or not. Well anyways in all politeess, it's another name I go by I wish to go by it I use it sone know it you've seen it you can find it here there I spilt maybe you wanna go a hunting if IOU find this new place, semi hallowed ground (I wish) then leave your mark. Numerical positioning would be great, privy? Now I'll bus type away and see what cones out of it. Am I accurate ebough or will it all cone out as gibberish we don't know I'm sibereun g here Ora biking I'll jusgtap away lakamalalala no meani no ksjnskfnd. His isntsipposedbtk nake any sensedrli g do y you know because I miss you so all the teams we tried and there are strand houses shit strange noises shissy tine to go wow well done Labels: famous words, no ligaments 500 Beside Me
Written on: Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Time: 10:47 PM Dis man gud sal. Mek mie wan too tch oso. But eye rmb las tym eye oso wna tch soo eye ehm hpy. Chinese-subbed Korean dramas and all their respiratory sounds. You can never get enough of that. I was playing Kotor that day. Yeah again. And it struck me why Star Wars and Star Trek and whatnot are so popular, hordes of people are huge fans, movies, whatever, blah blah blah. Its cos the dam thing's so damn believable. Everything's made up, down to the smallest details, it seems like all the tech they talk about is just there somewhere, in a galaxy far far away. A long time ago too, depending on context. I got to explore the Telos something, a ship, inside out. The hyperdrive, navicomputer, map room, the outer surface, every damn thing. And it all makes sense, it links, heck, they could create it for me to be in isn't that enough of an argument. Languages, aliens, shit I'm getting excited thinking about the game I can't write properly I may start getting incoherent so maybe you don't wanna keep reading, instead find out where you can get hold of the game then play it. And you must also watch the movies and read the books and immerse yourself in this frickin' genius George Lucas' world. I'd be damned if he didn't make it all up, and instead did go to all those places once. WHY DIDN'T HE INVITE ME. Ok enough geek talk, nerdface. EH HABIB HASSAN! ON THE NEWS! Bye enough of this blog shit I'm too lazy to type Btw my piss is luminous and yellow and very possibly glow in the dark, because of my vitamins. Thanks Mak. Heeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Hello, Do you know how to me Labels: no ligaments Angkat Besi
Written on: Sunday, December 13, 2009
So I said I wanna be philosophical today.Time: 2:04 AM Kreia asked me why I was so willing to help everyone, and either of my responses (I loaded the level twice) got me this answer: sometimes by helping people you are doing them a disservice in the future. By going through struggles you get stronger, and small struggles are only followed by bigger ones. As Mama said it would be impossible and very unnecessary to dissect every such scenario, dissect it from the micro level, to give you a better picture of how much thought could go into it. To make things easier, I have decided that I'll help when I can, when I need to. Teach a man to fish, and he'll feed himself forever (provided you let him keep the rod, and there's always fish. And that he lives forever), so that's how I'll help people. Don't spoonfeed. Another conversation shed some light on the discomforts of reality. And I believe when there's enough light, you'll find that everyone has something that should have remained hidden, and that it could cause your image of the person to crumble. Because the person himself does not crumble, he has always carried that burden with him. I have always hated such things, and hated these people even more. But then I'd have to hate (almost) everyone, because everyone is covering up some ugly truth. So I've given up hating. I won't be bothered with what I don't need to know, and I will judge people based on my observations. If you're nice to me, then chances are I won't give a shit that you were once some kind of monster. That statement is oversimplified, but I think it suffices. Most importantly, I know what kind of person I want to be. I will be honest to everyone, I will not hide, and I will always do my best to be a good person. I don't want others to have to discover something about me that saddens them, or makes them change their view about me. What you know about me is enough for you to trust me, because I know what it feels like to trust someone or to look up to someone so much (though I'm not implying you should look up to me. Unless its literal, then, uh, you gots no choice) only to have everything forcibly redrawn, leaving me lost in a whole new sea of colours. I want everyone who ever needs to come into contact with me to know that I will be true to you, and that you can trust me. Or you could just leave me alone and I'll be happy playing all my wonderful games (K.O.T.O.R.!!!!!!!!!!!) (and more) (a lot more) (maybe even too many more). The MAI Family Day meeting this afternoon was great. Besides the fact that I was super embarrassed for coming late (I have this problem and it SUCKS) (and thanks a million for waiting for me, Zul. I'm sorry I had to pull you into the late basket hahahha. I owe you a few billion), I enjoyed myself a lot. Firstly Abang Aidel was a superb leader. Cos he knows what's going on, he knows everyone he's working with. He always gets people involved in discussion, and when you work with him you feel important. That's real important cos then everyone is motivated to do better. The other Aidel (hahaha I don't know his full name) was equally impressive. He gave off strong vibes of someone who's very intelligent and sharp, and he makes a good assistant, cos he knows when to call super-decisive actions. Its something to be able to confidently and authoritatively give an order, that makes sense and has the backing of your men. Firoz (correct speeling?) klakar giler ttm, you needa hang out with him if you wanna be put in a good mood real fast. The girls were brilliant, and although I didn't get to talk to them, they came across as very intelligent people. Like hidden intelligence, ask and it'll be revealed, not the showoff kind of intelligent. Please ah, if anyone ever says wah you Raffles confirm smart, shut the hell up and open your eyes a bit. Talk to the people around you and you'll see how smart SO many people are. As a matter of fact, stop saying all these things if you don't like it that Raffles people are always 'the smart ones', the 'ones who'll go places' and whutewwa. The more you say it, the truer it becomes, and the bigger the heads of some of these raffle people. And not to forget, Fauzan, Zul, Haliim and Haris who were there to make things funner. Haliim you're seriously one funny motherfather my brothers cannot tahan sak, they couldn't get enough of you please come back and let us bask in the light of your brilliance. I desperately need to strengthen my shoulders, there's something wrong with my joints and my forearm bones. But if I stare enough at the mirror- no wait - at all the reflective surfaces that suffer my presence, then everything will be alright. The secret to a good body (not implying anything again, but you can assume I am. Confusing?) is all in your head. No stupid long hours of jogging on fking treadmills, no starvation and no complaining. Tell yourself you're good, eat well. Yes, EATING. I've come across lists of PowerFoods. Stuff like that. And these lists get longer and longer and lllllllllllllooooooonnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr. WHY AH WHY WHY? YOU KNOW WHY? Because God, in His Brilliance, made everything (that is Halal) beneficial for us. If He says you can eat it, then jolly well eat it. Eat everything and eat moderately, stop before you're full, and trust me you'll be healthy fit nice body woohoo power ah. No shit about bad foods, got it? So anyway. Datuk Fawaz Tua Krepot Too Many Years Of Experience hereby orders you to stare at your reflection for extended periods, do some poses, and let this run through your mind: oh my God I'm damn hot. Oh my God look at those- YEAHHH now THAT'S what I call biceps. And my- *flexes harder* - yeahhhhh sexy abssss. Sialah this is too much to handle. But amma handle it anyway cos I'm too hot to handle. Something like that ah, modify to your taste. Its not what I say, but I think its still good and should work. REMEMBER EVERYONE YOU'RE ALL BEAUTIFUL! James Blunt might write a song about you, but I'd rather he run away crying. Maybe take off all his clothes again. He can't get enough of his body too, how cool is that. I'm slightly hungary but I'm gonna sleep anyway. Hello, Don't think too ice Labels: advice, dark vehemency, komentatr, no ligaments, repotr Don't be mad if I'm starring
Written on: Saturday, December 12, 2009
Today was ahhsummmmmm.Time: 12:53 AM Firstly thanks to Arif and Danial I'm so touchéd (hahahahahahaha) to say the least. I'm also malas to try to express myself wellely. Now that I'm thinking a bit, I realize I didn't thank Zul Syafiq Has Fads Filzah. Like I didn't explicitly mention your name. Rest well knowing you played a part in the building of this ahhhsumm body of mine. Somebody should really gimme a slap yaknow. K back to being nice. I was damn happy to be with te mats today, one day when I'm old I'll look back at thus period of my life and go 'good days, good days'. Thanks Ame for allowing us to terrorize your house and for taking our ravaging of several packages ofsweet confectionary treats, so well. Maybe you gotta thank all the lizards for providing you with some excitement. And thanks a lot to Khairul too, I really enjoyed riding you. You were really good and kept good control, taking good care of us all. To the rest of the guys, it was good squeezing with y'all. EH but SERIOUSLY thanks FOR sending me HOME. One day we can all go driving together, as a convoy, that'd be mighty cool and a mighty waste of minyak if its one person per car. Anyway I'm also addicted to The Sims 3 on my phone. Let me explain my genius plan. It'd be too much to buy everythig I need for my house like a stove or toilet shower wutewwa. So I made Nina my best friend, and when you're best friends it means you can do whatever the hell you want to in their house and they won't kind. I sleep there a lot, watch the TV cook my meals read books you name it. All at Nina's house. It's also the most conveniently located house on the map, near the lake where I go fishing near my workplace near EVERYTHING. So I was hoping I could fall in love with her, cos that's one of my Sim's goals. I flirted and used picked up lines and embraced her tenderly (limited options, not my fault) but we never moved in from being best fiends. Did I say fiends? I meant friends. Then I met Anya. (I'm very dramatic right) So anyway this Anya girl was a stranger, but we kicked things off well. The trick is to be romantic once you're friends, don't o further than that. Keep ip your Romeo thang and soon you'll be a couple, not good friends. I don't use Anya's house so much but I'm glad I completed one of my Sim's goals. I think I'm getting quite used to typing like this. I'm especially happy that The path to wêïrd vürdz hâth bæn màdę úpen. I wanna sleep I needs get bigger and I wanna write a philosophical post tomorrow. Philosophicish maybe. Be good everyone hehehe. Hello, I think I wanted to have said goodbye Labels: dark vehemency, repotr telos
Written on: Friday, December 11, 2009
i'm addicted to knights of the old republic 2 i'm not sleeping i'm not eating right wow this is so excitingTime: 6:54 AM Solid State Smoke
Written on: Thursday, December 10, 2009
After reading around a bit I was quite impressed by the way a lot of my friends write. They sound really intelligent (like really intelligent) and they're so clear with what they say, I can almost feel the same emotions running through them. Something like that.Time: 3:36 AM So I thought I'd write something intelligent too. A break from all the nonsense you'd find here. Yeah right. All I can think about now is how I needa get that new hard disk tomorrow, and of all the updates I've been running. I started K.O.T.O.R. (Knights of the Old Republic. Pretty suggestive name, I know) 2 two days ago, and I'm hooked. I remember seeing an ad for this game once upon a time in one of my gaming magazines. I was hooked to the idea of playing as a Jedi, and now I'm living my childhood fantasy. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA. Araknow that just sounded so unnecessarily dramatic. More crap, everyone? More crap headed your way. People change, you can't deny that. I've changed, but I'm looking for a reference point. Cos I'm sure I stopped changing awhile back. I'm thinking the same way I've been thinking for some time. But I notice a lot of people around me are changing. I don't always like that. Some people change because they're going with the groove. Only if you don't take a step back, you might not realize how much you're fking yourself up. But you're so in to it you don't wanna get out, I think. So if you change, and I feel it, and you realize that, don't be mad if I behave differently towards you. I'm just reacting. And remember, I'm an ENFP, a teddy bear, a pacifist, someone who takes relationships seriously. I have very strong sentimental attachments to things, I frickin cried the whole night when I lost a part of something back in, sec 1? Primary 5~6? Point is, even if I grow distant from you, its because I don't wanna make an enemy out of you. I want us to remain friends, and remaining the way we are now will make things worse. I'm being as general as I can so you can adapt this to your situation if you somehow feel I'm referring to you hahahahha. To be honest I'm not thinking of anyone now. Kreia, maybe, if you count her as a person. (If you know what I'm talking about: if she's a Jedi and if she still knows so much, how come she's so weak. I had my memory wiped out, remember?) The more I try to accept it, the harder it is for me to make myself want to be with everyone. I guess I'm just like that; I prefer things alone. I need people, yes, but not everyone, and these needs change. To make myself clear, partly because I don't like people getting the wrong impression and then worrying/questioning (I get irritated when people associate me with the wrong emotions. Wrong because I'm incompatible with them, my name shouldn't come anywhere close to them) me: if I say something then I mean it, don't second-guess me and don't feel unnecessarily for me. I need breaks from everything, especially people. Because people are so complicated yet so transparent; it doesn't help that being blunt all the time can be so hurtful. I don't think I'm that good at reading people, but whatever much I can do, is too much for me. I don't like it when I sense subconscious nuances, see people hiding feelings, or have to hide feelings myself just because its the best thing to do. I think I really wanna live alone in the future, provided I get over my fears. If there's monsters in the attic why can't there be monsters anywhere else? You figure that out then tell me, I might wanna listen. I have until May to do things I need to do. Right now, the two most important things are fixing my damn internet connection so I can publish this post. Then comes getting ready to sleep. I'm not including sleep cos I don't know if it'll come, but I quite like that anyway. Be happy people, and don't ever let anyone be the boss of you. Unless its your mom, cos you see, well, ah nevermind. I'll preach another day. Hello, I am sithing down Labels: no ligaments, thoughts Dutty Jobs
Written on: Tuesday, December 08, 2009
See lah, this is what happens when I postcrastinate (I just made that up, I know, you're welcome) something for far too long: a post with content spanning the entire Force Nebula. That's the fifth galaxy on the travel-log of the Nepstar Twin space rover, set to relaunch two years from now.Time: 7:36 AM I made all of that up too. Aaaaaanyway, I just had my first post-post-gym protein shake. Yesterday was my first post-gym shake, and I was excited as hell. From today onwards, I'm supposed to take a serving first thing every morning. Wake up, head for the kitchen, mix maself a shake and then try not to shake as I gulp it down. This BCAA thing's supposed to help me grow. But isn't that fake? I hear you ask... Well lemme reason out a bit. We all need a certain amount of everything to function optimally. Almost, if not everything, can be obtained from the food we eat. But sometimes we don't get to eat all we need, for whatever reasons. Also, we may also have to eat a lot a lot a lot just to get a certain amount of something - like protein. Almost all my life I've been on all sorts of suppplements: Vitamin C tablets, everyone knows what they're for but people like me just don't know what the hell they do Vitamin B complex pills that make your piss really yellow, I swear it's causation is scientifically proven. These babies are supposed to help with energy release, protein synthesis and who knows what else. Read your Milo tin or cereal box, they bother to explain. Omega 3 FAT!ty acids thingamajigum. In short, I try to be smarter. Cod liver oil. In both yucky form and thank-God-for-pills form. Brand's essence of chicken Ginseng powder. Tasted nutty and I choked 9/10 times. Then gave up before the 11th time. And the list goes on... My point! Finally! Supplements can be a good thing, they help you get what you otherwise don't. So that's it for protein shakes. It gives me the protein I need when I need, without having to kill too many chickens. Cos you see I still gotta hunt for my food... And the branch chain amino acids thing, I'm quite sure they can be found elsewhere. Like soybean milk? But that lifestyle is so much more expensive and not as beneficial. So voila, enter NutriFirst protein powder. Power ah. Oh yeah Grad Night. Ok ok only ah... its like everyone paid to go there and just take photos. The waiters were damn skillded though, they always are, and we had a good time watching them dexterously cut and serve our portions. I think everyone was so caught up in all that photography business that the whole programme seemed half-pointless. People were not always paying attention, or not sporting enough. Maybe we gotta get them drunk next time hehehe. Even though some of the performances really can go hisap, the major plus of the night was seeing everyone dressed up. Hahahahaha as Arif pointed out, suddenly so many hot girls. Seriously sak where the hell did they all come from - or where have they been hiding. That said, girls seem to think that less kain (cloth) = more hot. Some of them were, to me, screaming out through their clothes: I wish I could be naked! But I had some leftover cloth, so... Really? With all these intelligent girls talking about equal rights and all, its so funny to see them willingly and so surely take a path they often denounce. When girls are portrayed like that in movies, its baaaaad. In games, baaaaad. Oh but its prom so ok show as much as you want lol. But just for the record, aurat issues aside, I think a lot of the girls really looked very good, like they pulled off their look real good. Good job ah. A lot of the guys were also damn cool, and good job to the guys because for once, I think it was harder for the guys to dress up. So many options and combinations, it can be a headache if you wanna stand out of the crowd. I realize my blog posts are too full of words. For the sake of it, I'm going to tell you all about camels now. They are really sensitive animals. All it takes for you to clear a path through a herd of camels is to raise your hands, wave them a bit and go chi chi chi chi. That wasn't an incomplete word, so please don't attempt to complete it. The calluses on their underbelly are present from birth. Rock hard, they provide cushion for when a camel wants to, uh, sit? The calluses on their knees are formed from many sits. Their calluses can sometimes get infected. This is not good. The bedouins squirt burnt motor oil on the affected areas, and that works as good as hell. Cool, eh. Camel poo can cure dysentery. Just, you know, eat it. Camel piss can clean your hair, if you've got messed up hair with bugs and stuff. Camel milk is lactose free and very low in fat. Camels are extremely social and kinaesthetic. They thrive on positive relationships and like to be touched. Trainers inspect their toes for any growths or whatever, to make sure the camels are healthy. A camel may not like it, and so might kick if you feel around for too long. Pull back, then stroke the leg, then go back to the toe. Now stop and get out of there before it kicks again. Bull camels, or male camels, show off to females by bringing out their soft palette - a red flap of flesh that resembles a tongue - and blowing through, creating a weird noise. Come to think of it again, it sounds like a fart. That's enough of cameltalk I wanna backup my data. Stay everything positive hahaha. Hello, I'm highly inperfect Labels: no ligaments, repotr, sharing machine, thoughts 555 king ha ho hahahha
Written on: Saturday, December 05, 2009
Today I got a chocolate facial, and hung out with five of the coolest people in the wurld. To be honest I was quite glad it rained, baru shiok. If everything was sunny and bright and dry then there'd be nothing to worry about or to half-stress over. Its like you need some 'problem' to drive you to greatness and fun and good stuff. Anyway, shiok giler ttm I loved every bit of it. Thanks lots everyone. I wish I could write more but I've hyper nervous yet tired. More soon.Time: 2:01 AM I gotta get the lyrics down now, LYRICS dayumn, stress sak. Phewwwww. WHOOO. Protein. I'm a convert. Full body full mental no compromise, get ready for a bigger better stronger faster Fawaz. I'll post pics of the superb sight of protein-ness on my table. And my theories, you're interested I know. Tace kare everyone. Hello, Whey? Who izzit? Labels: no ligaments, repotr In the Making
Written on: Friday, December 04, 2009
I haven't had my 24 hour sleep marathon. From the looks of it I'm quite well prepared.Time: 2:33 AM Must do lots and lots and lots and lots of computer stuff. Get a new GPU, another external hard disk, backup everything, maybe reformat. Defragmentation must come as second nature. Fix up the other com, get all my games sorted out and completed. Clean up the whole damn computer table, maybe get a new one. Oh yes I was supposed to get a new table. This one looks like it might cave in. All my books still here, but I needa start on chemistry first. Lotsa reading to do I can't wait but where do I start? First step to greatness: turn in for the night. Live it up everyone hahahahhaha. Hello, Were you from here? Labels: no ligaments, sleeping patterns Bapak The Man
Written on: Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Time: 1:29 AM Today got a lot of photos. It was while uploading everything that I remembered why I ever stopped uploading so many photos. Blogger's photo uploading service is a bitch. I went back to Picasa and saw that I could select more than 4/5 photos and then click Blog This! But Picasa was left waiting forever for the service to respond, so it kept me waiting, so I concluded that Picasa's a bitch too. Votewa! Today was a good day, two contributing reasons: I sang Feeling Good, both Buble's original and Lambert shithead's rendition, in the shower. Screaming and all. That left me feeling good I guess. Secondly, I Got A Feeling was stuck in my head the entire journey to The Place, and it escaped through my mouth a lot. Tonight really was a good night. Alhamdulillah! NOW! PRESENTING... My father Hahahahaha no one saw that coming. Let's get another view, from when his hand successfully worked some magic. Bapak I think you studied too much. I think Mak looks superly duperly pretty. Did I ever tell her that? I should. Shoulda used my kamera ah, this's a lil blurrish. In the lobby, there was this frickin' house made of frickin' candy and everytyhing delicious. TAKE A CLOSER LOOK AT THE FRICKIN' PHOTO! Some idiots even plucked off cookies and rock-hard cream puffs. Those bastards. On to more stuff. Someone else's work, on a bench in school. Find it. This calculator. Remember this calculator? Well it was covered, every side of it, in girly stickers. Girly ttm, one glance and you'll turn gay. And some people thought it was my calculator. MY calculator. COVERED IN GIRLY STICKERS. thanks. Hahahaha you know I'm playin', 'tis all in the name of good humour. Study the photo and you'll figure out where it was from. I found it funny cos I read it as Stop dating Violence, like you can date this thing violence. A date-able entity, like, you know, geedit? Uhh... yeah I think I'm done. I'm all for crediting artists, but I dunno if he'd want his name associated with this hahahahhahahahhahahhahaha. One day after Haris and Haliim left the table, I found the top note, in Haris' handwriting. So I replied uh duhh. The Brilliant Invention by Fawaz and Muzhaffar Circa 2009 This is from a playground near my house. I swear the eyes freak me out. They freaking freak me out I'm not kidding dammit they work even through peripheral vision. I got to get me ass out of here. Or hit enter till the page is sufficiently lengthened. NO MORE PHOTOS THANK GOD. Actually got ah but wtv. I always wanted a life where I didn't have to answer to so many people, where I'd spend my time doing what I wanted and needed to. Own time own target. I used to have to do so many favours for people. The same thing is starting for this holiday, and it won't end till I'm in NS (CIVIL DEFENCE WOOHOO!!!! Please set your house on fayyah if you want me to pay you a visit in record time). At first I was a little irritated. Firstly, for getting myself in a position where someone could ask something from me. Secondly, for agreeing to help so much. Thirdly, I'm starting to have to plan my days to accommodate what other people want. Then I realized, that this is a good thing. It means that people need me, that I'm useful. And that's the first step to living a good life where you're paid to exist. I've mentioned that before some time back, quoted from Jonathan Mead. So now I'm actually happy that people want me to do stuff for them; people need me, and I like that. And when people need me, I might need help, and that will mean that I'd need my friends. All my good friends who are always there for me. I'm not mentioning family cos I need them 24/7 regardless of what I say hahahaha. But back to point: it means we all need each other, we keep each other alive. How cool is that. That said, I still like a degree of nonattachment, independence so to speak. Need when you can't do it yourself, not depend on people. Fingers tired, gotta stop. Keep safe get smarter stay sharp be happy be happy and be happy. Hello, Lypsink Labels: no ligaments, repotr, thoughts |
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