Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Evey Man For Himself

I couldn't help it but I really love the lyrics to this song. And I thought the song was trippy enough, then I saw the vid. O.o



"And when we fall we will fall together
No one will catch us so we'll catch ourselves
And where we roam we will roam forever
No one will understand what we meant"

Anyway... I heard Jin was looking at this vital piece of information. So let's keep it noted for the rest of the guys! Delicious Copy-Pasta!~

1. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off limits forever! Unless you actually marry her.

2. When questioned by a friend's girlfriend, you need not and should not provide any information as to his whereabouts. You are even permitted to deny his very existence.

3. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 24 hours.

4. A best man's toast may not include any of the following phrases, "down in Tijuana", "one time when we were all piss drunk", or "and this girl had the biggest rack you ever saw".

5. You may exaggerate any anecdote told to your friends by 50% without recrimination, beyond that anyone within earshot is allowed to yell out "bullshit!". (exception: when trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration is 400%)

6. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.

7. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another man is 5 minutes. The maximum is 6 minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 scale.

8. Bitching about the brand of free beverages in your buddy's refrigerator is forbidden. But gripe at will if the temperature is not suitable.

9. A friend must be permitted to borrow anything you own - grill, car, firstborn child - within 12 hr notice. Women or anything considered "lucky" are not applicable in this case.

10. Falling on a grenade for a buddy (agreeing to distract the skanky friend of the hot babe he's trying to score) is your legal duty. But should you get carried away with your good deed and end up getting on the beast, your pal is forbidden to ever speak of it.

11. Do not torpedo single friends.

12. On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.

13. Before dating a buddy's ex you are required to ask his permission. If he grants it, he is however allowed to say, "man, your gonna love the way she licks your balls"

14. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a Buffalo wing clean.

15. If a mans zipper is down, that’s his problem, you didn’t see anything!

16. No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. (in fact, even remembering your best friends birthday is optional)

17. You must offer heartfelt condolences over the death of a girlfriends cat, even if it was you who secretly set it on fire and threw it into a ceiling fan.

18. While your girlfriend must bond with your buddies girlfriends with in 30 minutes of meeting them, you are not required to make nice with her gal pal's boyfriends- low level sports bonding is all the law requires.

19. Unless you have a lucrative endorsement contract, do not appear in public wearing more than one Nike swoosh.

20. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.

21. If your girlfriend asks to set your friend up with her ugly, whiny, loser friend of hers, you must grant permission, but only if you have ample time to warn your friend to prepare his excuse about joining the priesthood.

22. Only in a situation of mortal danger or ass peril are you permitted to kick another member of the male species in the testicles.

23. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked. This includes men who aren't wearing shirts. If your buddy is outnumbered outmanned, or too drunk to defend himself, you must jump into the fight. Exception: if during the past 24 hours your friends actions have caused you to think "what this guy needs is a good ass wuppin", in which case you may refrain from getting involved and stand back and enjoy.

24. Friends don’t let friends wear speedos. Ever. Case closed.

25. Fives must be called at all times when getting out of your seat. If not, your seat is up for grabs. However, "house rules" may come into effect, in which case it is left up to the owner of the seat.

26. Shotgun can be called on anything where a shotgun applies., as long as you are in eyesight of the object, or it is at a reasonable time.

27. When picking players for sports teams it is permissible to skip over your buddy in favor of better athletes- as long as you don’t let him be the last sorry son of a bitch standing on the sideline.

28. If you ever compliment a guy's six pack, you better be talking about his choice of beverage.

29. Never join your girlfriend in ragging on a buddy of yours, unless she is withholding sex, pending your response.

30. Phrases that may never be uttered to another man while lifting weights:
"Yeah, baby, push it!"
"Come on, give me one more, harder!"
"Another set and we can hit the showers"
"Nice ass! Are you a Sagittarius?"

31. Never hesitate to reach for the last beverage or pizza, but not both. That’s just mean.

32. Never talk to another man in the bathroom unless you are on equal footing: both urinating, both waiting in line for all other situations an "I recognize you" nod will do just fine.

33. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch nearby, hang up if necessary.

34. You can not rat out a friend who show's up to work or class with a massive hangover, however you may: hide the aspirin, smear his chair with limburger cheese, turn the brightness on his computer way up so he thinks its broken, or have him paged every seven minutes.

35. If you catch your girl messing around with your best friend, let your states crime of passion laws be your guide.

36. If your buddy is trying to hook up with a girl, you may sabotage him only in a manor that gives you no chances of getting any either.

37. Before allowing a drunken friend to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he can get up on his feet, look you in the eye, and deliver a "fuck off" then you are absolved from all responsibility. Later on it is ok that you have no idea what his girlfriend is talking about.

38. The morning after you and a babe, who was formerly "just a friend", go at it, the fact that you're feeling weird and guilty is no reason not to jump on her again before there is a discussion about what a big mistake it was.

39. If a buddy has lint, an eyelash, or any other foreign object on his hair or face, under no circumstances are you permitted to remove it. However an appropriate hand gesture may be made to make him aware of it.

40. An anniversary is recognized on a yearly basis, under no circumstances will anything be celebrated in an interval other than a year

41. When using a urinal in a public restroom, a buffer zone of at least one urinal will exist at all times. If the only empty urinal is directly next to an occupied on, then you are still required to wait. (Exception: at a sporting event where a line has formed to use the pisser)

42. When coming to a room which you know is occupied by your friend and possibly another girl, you must knock and wait for an adequate response. If no response occurs, and the door is locked, a 10 minute period is required before knocking again.

43. The only time dicking over a buddy for a girl is legal, is when the girl ranks a 8 or above on the 1-10 scale. (exception: a girl may rank from 5-7, as long as there is oral sex involved).

44. A mans gotta scratch what a mans gotta scratch. This applies to picking as well. Let the man be.

45. No man shall ever watch any of the following programs on TV:
Figure skating
Men's gymnastics
Any sport involving women (unless viewed for sexual purposes)

46. If you accidentally touch or brush against any part of another man below the waist, it is an understood accident, and NO apologies or any reference to the occurrence is necessary.

47. No man shall spend more than 2 minutes in front of a mirror. If more time is required, a three minute waiting period must be allowed before returning to the mirror.

48. Any dispute lasting any longer than 3 minutes will and must be settled by rock, paper, scissors. There is no argument too important for this determining method.

49. No man will ever willingly watch a movie in which the main theme is dancing, and if a man shall happen to view such a movie it is only acceptable if its with a girlfriend.

50. Only acceptable time when a man is allowed to cry:
when a heroic dog dies to save his master.
after being struck in the testicles with anything moving fast than 7 mph.
When your date is using her teeth.
The day Anna Kornikova chooses a husband.

51. If a bet is made, and the challenge is completed, then the bettor may recoup his money by immediately completing a more daring challenge. If he refuses the challenge or chooses not to propose one, then and only then, must the money be paid.

52. Masturbate often. (exception: if your roommate is due back within the hour)

53. If a hot girl shall happen to pass by while you are in an arms reach of your buddy, you must, and will, tap him on the shoulder to make him aware of the babe.

54. A man's shoes may not intentionally match any other article of clothing on his body.

55. No comment shall ever be made to a man about how much he is sweating. In fact, there is no need bring notice to any body part which he may be sweating from.

56. No man shall ever allow anyone to speak ill of The Simpsons or any Rocky movie. (Exception: Rocky V)

57. You have not made any mistake if you find that there are extra pieces after reassembling or assembling an object. In fact, you have just found a way to make that object more efficient.

58. There are is never an occasion in which any shirt without buttons may be tucked in. (Exception: when you are participating in a organized sporting event)

59. Unless you are under the age of 11 or wearing a bathing suit,, DON’T wear whitey tighty's. It still escapes all reasoning as to why they even make them in adult sizes.

60. Any object thrown with reasonable speed and accuracy, MUST be caught.

61. No man shall ever keep track of, or count, the amount of beers he has had in a night.

62. Under no circumstances may two non-related men share a bed or anything which can be perceived as a mattress.

63. In an empty room, car, ect., a man can not ask another man if he is mad because he isn’t talking.

64. If you jiggle more than twice, your playing with it.

65. A man shall never help another man apply sun tan oil.

66. The guy who wants something the most is responsible for getting it.

67. If your friend says "Lick my nuts" as a way to put you down, don't try to be funny by saying "OK" and moving your head towards his crotch, two homosexual references in a row are just plain scary...

68. If you say ouch, you are a pussy!

69. It is the God given duty of every man to assist any other man that may be in need of assistance in obtaining every guys dream (threesome with two girls)
And then I ran out of breath....

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Wired Threat

Hamsa: Zil can you pass me the Farcry 2 patch?
Zil: I don't know where I got it. My brother downloaded it.
Hamsa: Well I can't find it. Can you please help me find it?
Zil: Okay fine, I found one through a torrent. Open up lemme pass the file.
Hamsa: Okay. Avast detects it as a torrent.
Zil: wtf?
Zain: It's from Zil's PC lol
Zil: Well I dunno but do you trust my Torrents?

5 minutes later.

Hamsa: Zil you just virus bombed me.
Zil: O_O





F*cking Torrents.
And then I ran out of breath....

Missing the Punchline


hurm... Well it wouldn't be a persistent blog if it was never updated, so, even if I have absolutely nothing to talk about at the moment, I'll talk anyway.

Also, since I nothing much to talk about... I'll probably post a picture or two from the good ol' sketchbook just for the sake of making a blog look beautiful. To your right is one I drew of Maye, which is currently decorating the front of my pencil-box, and further concealing the list of useful formulas behind it. (You should see the attention it gets during the exam hall)

Quote of the Day:
"Ko nie... Dah lah pandai lukis, dah la lawa, dah lah kita kat dalam MASJID... Buat aku ghairah ajer"
No, I don't know what he meant by "ghairah". Goes two ways I suppose.

Back to the blatant black and white world of mine, there were times when I would look forward to coming back from Uniten so that I could lock myself in that little secluded room and pour whatever idea I have into the screen, but now I realize I really should have been out there living instead of just writing. (But hey, who's complaining Mr. Contradictrary. Hypocrasy is too big of a word for you.)

So talking about ideas to write, let's start the blog with an update on the usual writer's block. The Malay Mail Competition ends March, and I've hardly written much to it. Two story entries and I'm still stuck at one. My ideas are already there, and I even told John about it and he seems to have creamed his pants about it, and told me as a co-writer, we should show Malaysia how to write in the first place. I thought his reaction was a little overblown out of proportion, because I don't think Malaysia lacks the talents for achieving great things, it's just filled with lazy people. John's reaction did inspire me to write abit, but that was it. He eventually got sucked back into the WoW and forgot about it eventually. Well at least he's finally done with the Cipheas Cain book so hopefully once I get my claws on it, I'll be bestowed by all the Graces of the Jinperor to start painting the Future again. (Unless, like always, he wants to me get laid.)

And Thus I find myself nodding and pitting myself to every social activity there is available, be it Yamchar or Birthday Parties, or perhaps even a trip to Terrenganu, I basically am kinda sick of being at home without any ideas to write. I remember I read once on Ummi's blog stating that Happy People don't blog. To some extent I would agree on that sentence, but then again, when I wasn't blogging, I wasn't the happiest state either.

And if that's it for mental health, the physical part is not getting better, nor is it getting any physical action. (Yeah yeah I heard you... Bastard.) Putting on the kilograms, getting an expanded gut and having your face bleed seems like a perfect picture of a WoW player. If it's any better, I look like a person who has just ~recovered~ from being that which has no life. So note to self, do yourself a favour and get off your arse and start jogging. Zil has already met people twice his weight who are more active than he is.

And finally, as most people may have long noticed already, the last interface was really getting on my nerve, so I decided to do a quick Touchup. Some stuff here and there and walla, something temporary. Meantime, I could use suggestions for a new name for teh blog. Seems like the In thing nowadays, and I should at least get rid of the old school side text.

Then what have I come up with?

Something messy. A Charming Look at Mess. I have a little plaque on the wall of my house, and when I look at it, I am surprised how much it defines my quiet little family. It's a rosy little mirror with the words "Bless This Mess."

Indeed, bless this mess. Perhaps not everyone can't paint a perfect picture of themselves, but I hope I and others around me will enjoy the flaws that I have.

Until then... I simply have to fix that last quote. Those familiar will most likely be able to fill in the missing punchline.

Oh wait!! Here it goes:
And then I ran out of breath....

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Whatever Happens, Nomuro Uno.

I'm starting to realize, most of my dreams are a lucid state of Silent Hill, with a constant fog all around you and pink skies up above. Everything else is generated from what I feel at that moment and if there's a couple in the dream, I will never recognize their names or faces. Subconsciously, the dreamstate influences my writing, with me always being a 3rd person in a relationship. The scenery was pretty similiar as well, cause there's nothing quite as mysterious as a swirling cloud of pink above your head.

Then after that, I wake up alone, with no sense of purpose. It seems to be one of the greatest fears I've ever had in all time since I was a child; to wake up alone in a world where noone is there but you. Attributed to the many times the toddler little me woke up and found noone home, to which in my wild imagination was something from the movie I am Legend (Without the rabid zombies and the dog was a cat who always ran away from me.)

Also a shower in Cendawan's out so I'm smelling very manly. I wonder what burst the pipeline...

The Road up ahead me is still long and cruel. I remember a verse from Sunscreen saying not to plan your life, less you be downed by the dissapointment. I stuck to those words of wisdom, until someone asked me, "How do you see yourself in 5 years time?" When I couldn't answer that, depression ensued. The truth is now, I still fear that question, never wanting to be dissapointed by to not achieve what I could have been, and at the same time scared of being dissapointed of never realising what I could have been.

But then, this year is coming to an end and I look back at it, it seems that I've learnt alot compared to these past few years. I've gone through a state of depression, with suicidal intentions. I've learnt from people about working life, and that the halls of academia was a life people would miss. I worked temporarily for a fashion boutique, and was surprised by the amount of people and things you can learn. I've also learned that working has it's benefits, like a LCD TV or a new computer. I've made alot of new friends, ranging from blue collar worker to a brilliant person with PhDs. I've learnt a simple compliment to a beautiful face, and the joy of it having to smile back at me. I've learnt the joy of books, how simple fiction can help us where we least expect it and how writing it can be divine. I went overseas, and learnt how the world is a humongous place. I've learned that it's never too late to restore your faith, and the ultimate being that watches us still watches us, with a smile.

Earlier, a great man I met today told me that I had something in myself, which reminded me of another great aiki master who told me I had potential, and other great people before that. I thought as myself as being a Jack-of-all-trades but I thought I was full of myself (Even though this post is mostly about me but hey it's my blog) until Hamsa actually told me, "...if you really think you're a Jack-of-all-trades you should try this challenge..." then I realize it wasn't just me.

So it was a combination of events that eventually told me to realize that I was meant for greater things, and the only thing holding me back was myself. And then you can't help but wonder by how what you listen to and who you hear it from influences a great deal of things in your life.

The main reason I made this blog was due to my less-than-average goldfish memory ability to remember all the fun things I had in life, but was set aback because those fun things either became repetitive or there were too much things overshadowing it. But then I've learned that one of the biggest lessons I could have learned came from yourself, which the words that was simple to tell others, but only now realized you could have done it for yourself.

Never Give Up.
Have Fun Along the Way.
Live like you're going to die tomorrow, but dream like you live forever.
Do or die. (Noone will care 500 years from now)
What is life without friends?
Faith and Duty.
Always be humble.
Never undersestimate the small things in life.

Until now, I'm not sure what kind of potential lies within me, but what I do know is that I can write. Until the day I meet the grand maker, I should realize part of my potential and continue to record my thoughts and mind.

So in other words, I'm back babeh!

Song of Today:-
The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony
And then I ran out of breath....