Toilet bowl for the anus of the brain

Dreams

2007-04-10T04:44:00.000-07:00

I've been oversleeping for the past few days, but this time the reason is absolutely different. Even though I've timed myself to have at least 7 hours of sleep, but lately I've been having some great dreams. As a result, I find myself to extend my sleeping time by 2 hours, which had already cost me three lectures this week, haha.
Well, I dreamt about people who I had cared so much but I never got a chance to build a strong relationship with them. Two days ago, I dreamt of playing with my late little cousin, like how I used too when he was alive.. It's too personal and emotional for me to describe it to you guys, I hope you all understand. And yesterday, I dreamt about the old special times that I had with my family.. those nostalgic days. With these beautiful dreams, it is impossible for anyone to wake up.. but like it or not, we have to. I had mixed feelings because of this dreams. It kinds of leave me in a kind of confusion.. like you do not really know what exactly to feel. Even the task that we did with people we care are dull and mundane, but the emptiness will still be felt when they are gone.
With these dreams I had, it made me realise how valuable time is. We live on this earth only once.. we experience childhood once, and teenagehood once.. all in a short time span. As time seems to be accelerating, life is indeed too short to be wasted. I pray and hope that I will not waste my time completing those blasted computer games in the future. Its time to look beyond the horizon and seek the path.. to EXCELLENCE!! Wow, what a speech you have there Mr. Reza. To all my loved ones, still living or departed, I swear to do at least something to strengthen our bond.. I realised that I'm actually a boy with a soft heart while acting as one who has a heart of stone..

Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
"Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream"

Oh the sweetness..

2007-03-24T08:42:00.000-07:00

Whenever a hot chick wearing some kind of a skimpy outfit walks past, it is natural for my head to turn, but at most only a 90 degree turn. But if I see a hot chick, wearing some simple modest clothing that accentuates the feminity and sweetness of a woman, it is enough for my head to make two 360 turns. Why is that? I believe that is my preference. I believe that a woman will shine if she chooses to keep her strong assets hidden, and treat them like wild cards, revealing them only to some lucky guy in which she finds him worthy and deserving. My ustaz once told me that the body of a woman is like gold. If gold is made visible, it easily grabs the attention of anybody. Gold, like money, can make a person go corrupt, and results him to do crazy things. Translate this philosophy into the contex about the body of a woman and you know what I'm talking about. In my personal opinion, it is a way to avoid being frequently labelled as a slut or whore. Beside, it builds up the 'suspense' too, which is extremely vital when doing that post-marriage thing.

In NUS, seeing the cheenonays in super micro mini skirts and shorts and ultra tight tees and revealing spaghetti tops and whatever is indeed a refreshing sight everytime I reach there. But these pleasing effects are only temporary and will die out in the blackness of my memory. However, the image of a sweet lady is difficult to forget, and will haunt me for days.

One girl, in which I call Simone, an Eurasian, is a good example. Most often, she came to he lectures wearing super tight Ts and short shorts. She always entered the LT late and I find it extremely distracting due to her sexy attire and her other body movements. However, on one sweet day, she came, wearing a modest white blouse.. with no patterns at all but had a design which probably originate in older times. Her skirt was brown, covering all the way but her ankles and spreaded elegantly like she was a lady from the upper class from the Victorian times. On that day, she was the sweetest Eurasian I had ever seen in my life. I was captivated for a few moments before I realised that I had to focus on the lecturer Cindy Ng, who was busy pronouncing her moons-ser and eclips-ser and sun-loh.

Another girl did the opposite though. Let's call her Moyar. She was my lab partner and as part of the lab rules no skimpy outfits are allowed to be worn during lab sessions. Irritating girl, but that is not a problem as these kind of girls can be tamed. One day, she rushed to the lab after receiving a call from me to help me out with a certain experiment. Und Mein Got, the skinny girl had the decency to wear short shorts and spag strap to the lab. She looked so horrible that it has remained in my memory ever since. Such is the marvel of human psychology, don't you think?

Therefore, the point is, sweetness and elegance wins over sexiness and bombshellness. If that is my psychology, so is the psychology of other males who are not really perverts and has a preference for intimacy rather than having good sexual techniques.

Hope

2007-03-14T03:55:00.000-07:00

Hope is indeed a nasty feeling. It is like a painkiller. It masks away problems and allows them grow, and then have them reappear right smack in the face in the more problematic form. So don't hope so much. Have more foresight and be more practical and technical. Hope and fate.. these are the words use by dreamers who will remain forever trapped in their dreamworld.

"Hope is a path which only leads to disappointment.." Isador, The Blood Raven Librarian

Older

2007-02-23T10:08:00.000-08:00

I have just returned from one of the most boring chalet events ever, it was so boring that I don't wish to talk about it. Haha, I feel it is quite safe for me to say this here because the organiser and his/her associates have no idea that my blog is secretely back online. In fact, I did not even tell anyone about this. To Hidaya from TMS and currently a teacher in JSS, if you are reading this, it means that you are still clicking on your links to the blogs which most of them are either dead or full of God-knows-how-old dust and cobwebs. You were the only stubborn person who refused to remove my link after I had instructed everybody to do so in my last post of the Chronicles Of the Egotripper.. brr, here comes the tingling sensation! But hey, because of either your stubbornness or ignorance, yours is the only blog which has my link, and.. hey, is that a spider over there? Anyway,(yes,anyway,the most frequently used word by one of the organiser's associates)I shall now address Hidaya as a third person party.. third party person.. you know what I mean. I hope nobody visits her blog, or a least, any of her friends that I know of.. haha. My blog is one I do not wish to be made public anymore. No linking please, no other shit. This is just for people who bother to be the toilet bowls for the shitload in my brain.

Yeah, the chalet sucked, and I don't feel that kind of euphoria and the drive to socialise aggresively with everybody around, like I used to, which was just a little bit of socializing. Haha, I think I've exaggerated a bit.. but whatever. Blame myself or blame the people there.. or both. Shit, I think I've wasted a lot of time here. Thanks for reading, and if you think are my friend, give me a holla would you? It's been a while since I've heard from you guys. Well, later.

-PS: To my No#1 Reader Zo Zorro.. have fun playing LAN! HAHAHA!! eh jangan marah eh.. gurau je.. kalau tak senang hati bilang aku jer!

Greetings from Uranus

2007-02-19T05:25:00.000-08:00

Hi everybody,

It has come to light that there are some visitor/visitors dropping by my supposedly defunct blog, which has been resurrected again out of sheer boredom. Well, how am I doing now? I say, not ok. I'm graduating this June/July.. hopefully, and I still have no freaking idea what job am I going to do. I am trying my best to steer my path away from becoming a secondary school teacher, for the thought of teaching those freaking spoilt adolescents is enough to make me lose my appetite for 5 minutes. Unless MOE legalises the use of a whip to discipline these brats, I might give it some consideration. Anyways, I did sign up to work for SemCorp, hopefully I can get a position in the environmental sector which allows me to deal with some microbes.. which is my supposed speciality. With zero experience with industries relating to life sciences and sucky exam results, what are the chances of me landing with a good job? An encounter with a bloody 'bangla' who claimed that his idiotic prof told him that life sciences graduates who lack a honours degree ended up washing test tubes does not really help at all. Thanks for your opinion man, the only thing I like about your comment is your prata breath. Well, I'm placing all my hopes on this upcoming career fair in Suntec City.. I'm going to adopt the kiasu attitude, I have no choice.. I'm literally fighting for my life and future here. With no girlfriend by my side, it's really depressing.. I'm starting to have this weird feelings about my life. Go on, say I'm emotional, but even a robotic guy has emotions too. Well, in times like this, I have to believe. Firstly, believe in Allah's compassion. If you believe hard, He will give ideas in your subconscious and opportunities that you thought you will never have will begin to manifest. This is what I call Allah's miracle, which is truly His sign of mercy and compassion to his believers. Secondly, I have a cute computer game character who gives me some inspiration. Presenting.. Parappa the Rapper! Check out this Youtubes video that I have posted..

Yeah, I played Parappa the Rapper in PSX a few years back and honestly.. it's fun, but unfortunately the gameplay is too short though. So listen to Parappa you fools! You gotta believe!

Ich glaube das ist aller fu:r heute.. I have nothing much to say for now.. So till the next posting ya ya papaya.. And I appreciate if some good samaritan is kind enough to give me some info about job opportunities relating to the life sciences. My thanks are insufficient to express my gratitude. For the banglas out there, not to worry, a black sheep may spoil the whiteness of the whole flock, but its only one sheep.. so the bangla's comment will not distort my perception of the bangla community. So we're cool yeah? Haha.. stay crunchy and peace out!