I read Willie's status on Facebook. It's stated that the year 2008 is a year of friendship for him. Likewise for me too, it's something that I'll never forget. I hope it lasts forever. Let's just say, you found a treasure chest, you'll treasure it forever. But I won't compare friendship with a treasure chest, because you can trade treasures for billions or gazillions of dollars. As for friendship, it's something you can't buy. It's simply priceless.

I've learned to hold it tight,
even it means to hang it by my neck.
To throw it away, that'll be suicidal.
It means so much to me,
so much till I fear that I'll lose it.

This year, I've heard much songs, whether it's from the past or present. Some songs speak to me, although I'm more enticed to the melodies and rhythm usually. But if some words that tell you that you're the second man, you would wonder and think deeply. Actions write the melodies? That's fair enough. I've been through that, I've learned my lesson and mistakes, for I fear that I'll lose it again. There are some things that are built to last, and those things are hard to come by. It takes years to nurture it, and consistency is definitely essential. All I can say is:

keep holding on, because we're gonna make it through.

And even if it goes backwards, it stays the same.

This is perhaps my last post........
of the year 2008.


The year is coming to an end. 29, 30, 31, happy new year. I heard on radio there will be a leap second as we are a second faster than the rotation of the universe. So it will happen in a case where "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 1" will be counted in this manner. As bizarre as that can be, it was also quite a bizarre and awesome year, I suppose. Lyrics were being altered to suit somebody's mood as a form of expression on the outer surface, that was rad. Kids were moshing and body-surfing nonsensically to genres which defines "Electronica", that was pure stupidity. A beer keg was being brought home from the backstage area, that was purely a smart-ass move. A transvestite put on lipstick and yet facial hair can be seen on "her" face, that was purely WTF. A human who plans for her/his own birthday party, from start till finish, that was purely innovative and shocking. Two ninjas being seen walking away from functions in broad daylight, that was a pure I-couldn't-give-a-shit-of-what-you-think statement. Those were the happy days, better days and greatest days.

And then,

came the recession.

But there's no other recession like this recession. People are still flocking store after store, mall after mall, shop after shop. It is like global warming. People talk about the need to recycle and save trees. Yet, it's all bullshit. Now, people talk about the possible return of the Great Depression and the need to save and scrimp. Yet, they continue to spend and spend like there's no tomorrow. People are worrying about their futures and their balls are dropping.

But still,

the dewgongs and fishes are living happily under the oceans. Oceans will part someday, they do not know that. Oceans will tremble in the near future, they do not fear that as they don't know that. This is the art of living fearsomely, in a ignorant manner. But as far as the sardines are concerned, canned food are being produced like never before. Sardines are counted as fishes, but fishes see sardines as baits. They bite, they swallow, they get hook. As the hook pierce through its mouths, chickens and pigs flocked around to see what their underwater counterparts can do to survive the ordeal. The fishes hate the solid ground based creatures. They thought they are different from them. But the chickens and pigs bear no grudges against them. Little do they know that the fishes are being outcasted by the rest of the underwater creatures who deemed themselves as the art of "masterclass perfection". The crabs, octopussies, lobsters, sharks, and even the non-living seaweeds despise the fishes for being too cheap. They pride themselves as the lavish and extravagant bunch of creatures due to their high values. They boast about everything, from their qualities to their virginities but little do they know, a sponge will dominate them all someday. A clueless and humble sponge.

What comes next? Maybe tomorrow, you'll find your way home. That's what comes next.

If your life is a story, anything can be a story. It's the art of placing them together, and that's why the earth rotates in circles. Things come in forms of cycles but there's one thing on earth (I mean, earth, physically) that never changes:

Mr. Bean.

Our Sick Story (Thus Far.....)

This was what was typed:

One day, a dog and a cat went out together. One was barking, while the other was meow-ing. Both didn't know what the hell were they doing, apart from setting aside their respective food.

To continue from where we left off, here it goes:

As they set aside their food, they ate the wrong food. It was carrots and more carrots. Soon, they ate apart of something flurry, and it looked like a rabbit's ear. Then they knew, they ate a dead bunny. Soon, hell was breaking loose. The cat and the dog radiated in the form of paper bags and plastic hearts.


After all, Christmas is coming. What do we have to do during Christmas? People talk about Christmas parties, but most of all, it's to remember that someone was born to die. Also, it's a season of love and giving. Without snowflakes, there's rain. But sure, there's Honey Stars for all of us as the bear in the space suit just keep changing for no reason.

One day, a dog and a cat went out together. One was barking, while the other was meow-ing. Both didn't know what the hell were they doing, apart from setting aside their respective food.


How can one man type this in such a short second? This ain't fair. Sometimes, we are made to survive trials and tribulations, downfalls and crumbles. If you ain't getting humble, get ready for a rumble. Things like this can happen, for being the last first kiss can only result in getting AIDS.

Sometimes, I wish I can turn back time to that exact date, over and over again.


And the time is now.

Christmas, how do we spend it these days?

Is it a time to show our love to the people around us through gifts, or are we giving them gifts just for the sake of giving?

Let this video give you the answer:

I guess I'm really losing it, or am I? I'm blown away, for nuts sake. Not by what, not by that. Just by....caecum.