chapter ninety five: the truth about boys and girls
Girls don't like boys,
Girls like cars and money..
Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny..

its a matter of through analysis and personal opinion.. its that simple.. really..

this has been playing around in my head for quite sometime actually..
maybe this is the right time to put my thoughts into words..

like what i have to sae?? do read and deliberate, dont argue.. cause i dont really need your opinion.. this is the wae i see things.. for now at least...

hate me?? just read anywae, now that you are already here.. even if it gives you one more reason to hate me.. i dont really care.. either wae.. id still be heard and i would have wasted a part of your dae!!

ready??

EXTRACT: because chances are, she needs another broken heart like you need a hole in your head.

TRANSLATION: boys are assholes, girls are vengeful

footnote: frin, i dont mean to diss you.. i just felt like it proves my point.. somewhat..
i mean you no disrespect..

i'll be nice and start this right..

im a guy.. yet i dont think we are the ultimately superior to girls in everything..
yes we are granted brute and leadership roles, but when time calls for it..
this "advantage" of ours will be rendered useless when the task at hand requires sensitive finesse and deligent unwaiveing patience..

girls.. traditionally gentle and demure.. easy to please yet quick to offend.. but on the flipside they have a huge forgiving heart.. often mistaken as a sign of weakness.. they are tested and exploited time and again.. but be warned.. hell hath no fury like the scorn of a woman..

case in point

are guys assholes??

sadly.. yes..
all guys ARE assholes
in one wae or another,
every guy is an asshole in his own right..

are all guys really the same??

again.. yes..
if you are that big of an idiot to keep falling for the same kind of guy..

boys arent all generically the same..
i mean.. yes we all have two heads and more often than not..
we prefer to let the smaller one do all the thinking.. (yes go on ahead, sae im disgusting but whats true is true)
but apart from that one thing..
we are not all alike.. (i sure like to think not)

boys, more of like..
falls into categories...
there is the bonified jackass
and the mister nice guy..
(keep in mind that we are assholes nontheless)

the jackass..
well..
believe it or not
girls in general actually find it easier to fall for these guys..
the slicker-than-grease-born-handsome-smooth-talker-motherfuckers..
why??
because these guys know how to swoon a girl off her feet where she stands..
they know that they can make girls melt..
so they capitalize and take full advantage...
right on!!

can you blame them??
any one with a brain will take what hes got and cash it in..
nobody wants to play poker and not get a dime out of it..
right??

but ladies and gentlemen..
what brings tears to the eyes,
is that these seemingly helpless girls..
are the ones who got themselves into their perils..

they know that these guys are not worth the sweet words leaking from their honey lips..
they bloody hell know it for a fact..
that these guys will just end up hurting them..
yet they dive head first after them..

why, you might ask??
because to a girl..
if im with him..
id be the talk of town
and all my girlfriends will be soo jealous..
or..
look!! i got him.. he belongs to me.. that proves im better than you can ever dream..

right now another song comes to mind..

Tell me what's the reason that you hold on
When you know that dude
Has a whole wall of them just like you..

is any singular party to shoulder all the blame??

but what about mr right??
girls question the world..
why are the good ones either taken, gay or broke??
in truth..
everyone likes a bad boy..
who wants to end up with mommy's boy??
any takers??

are girls are vengeful??

this is a given..
i wont sugar coat my answer..
its a flat out..
yes..
period

girls forgive.. but they never forget.. be it months even years later..
they will remember how you have scratched and ripped their open heart..
but how can they not??
after years of experience..
meeting jerk after jerk after jerk...

girls never fight fair..
girls can gossip all day long..
and turn a "i think" into hard facts..
and no.. im not exagerating...

girls can be nice and pretend to love each other..
when in fact they hate the very idea that they even share the same air..
but when a common enemy comes..
they will present a united front to crush the outsider..
but still hate each other inside..

when treated well..
she will be the wind in our sail
when scorned..
she will be the storm that swallows you whole and spit you back out without so much as a paddle..

be warned boys..

FOOD FOR THOUGHT: a man will alwaes be the head of a house.. but the women is the neck and can turn the head to the wae she wants it to.. but without a head itself, what good is a stubby neck??

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chapter ninety four: instinct??
Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of which has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing,
So hypnotizing
I am captivated

shit happens.. all the time..

ok..
this one will be tad personal
its based on my experience
ready??

instinct
everyone has it..
young and old..
that strange feeling you get in your guts
when you feel like something will go wrong..

maybe it is a mode of self defence that god has given us..
maybe it is another self-fulfilling prophecy..
maybe it is a bit of both..

i dont have the answer..

all i do noe is..
its there...

every year
round the time my birthdae comes..
something bad alwaes happens..
if not before..
then sometime after..
but it will happen..

this year..
i sized myself for it..
last week..
the feelings start..
something bad is about to go down..

yesterdae
i got knocked by a cab

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chapter ninety three: a dedication to Faizah
oh happy day!!
ohh happy dayyyy...

ladies and gentlemen
this is a happy HAPPY day

this is the first of its kind in fact..

our first birthdae as vehtan!! (or is it spelt vetan?? i have to check)
woohoo!!
feel the love y'all feel the love..

okok..
lets get down to it..

this goes out to you..

happy birthdae yo..
i noe i've already wished you at midnight (while you were sleeping)
i thought id do this as well..
though we have only just known each other..
i really treasure our friendship..
you are a good griend..
(especially for taking care of summer, i appericiate that alot)
any wae..
yeah..
happy birthdae..
i hope we can have more birthdaes to come..
and celebrate the birthdaes of others as the year rolls by..

HAPPY BIRTHDAE!! MAY TODAE BE THE BEST DAE OF THE GREAT YEAR AHEAD FOR YOU!!


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chapter ninety two: these days
i hate mondays - because its the start of another long week
i hate tuesdays - because yesterday was a long long day
i hate wednesdays - because im still not halfway through
i hate thursdays - because after all that trouble i still have half a ways to go
i hate fridays - because it takes too long to get to the end of the day
i hate saturdays - because it alwaes seem to end too quickly, when you're just starting to have fun
i hate sundays - because tomorrow would be a monday

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chapter ninety one: why can't we be friends??
oh baby you
you got what i need
but you say im just a friend
but you say im just a friend
cause i can be your, fantasy
but you say im just a friend
but you say im just a friend

im out yo!!
go on without me
im not worth it...
NOT!!

lets do thought-speak again
topic of (my) choice: FRIENDS

FRIEND: a person attached to another by feelings or affection or personal regard.
origin: to love

ok..
so now we all noe what a friend is..
on to more pressing questions..

WHO is your friend??

have you ever wondered??
or am i the only one who thinks about these questions?? (i hope not)

so you might come up to sae,
hey!! lets not ask these questions..
cause we cant control who likes (our friends) and who hates (enemies, of course) us..
why bother about things that we have no control over??
right.. i agree..

let me put this the other wae around then..

are you a friend?? (not necessarily to me)

how much are you willing to give to a friend??
what are you gonna do when he gets into shit??
what if its because of you he is in shit in the first place and you get away with it clean??
how long are you willing to listen before you start telling your own stories??
how often have you ratted him out after promising to bring his secrets to the grave??
how much do you really trust your friend to leave yourself bare??
when was the last time you were honest to him??
do you really love him??

how much of a friend are you??

footnote: im using 'him' cause its easier than to keep typing 'him/her' all the time

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chapter ninety: the gnaw
step by step,
heart to heart,
left right left
we all fall down
like toy soldiers
bit by bit
torn apart
we never win,
but the battle wages on
for toy soldiers

why is shit soo messed up??
but i guess everything happens for a reason..

on being random

topic of the dae: the obsession with success

why is the world obsessed with success??
nownow..
dont get me wrong..
im not opposed to being made..
hell, even i strive for excellence

but, my point is..
why are people soo into it that they find small in those who fail??
isnt success measured in the steps you take and not the final outcome??
shouldnt the strength of a man be counted by the number of times he can fall and still get back up??
to stand and fight his own battle??

why are stories told of those who win battles??
and not of those who continue the fight??

im not being sore here..
there is nothing for me to feel sore about in the first place..
(is there??)
im just saying..
you noe..
like we are all washed..
brain-washed..
progammed only to look upon those who already made it..
cant we look left and right..
at those who are still tugging with all their herculean effort to make it to the top of their own world..
arent these the ones who need the support and at the same time can unconsciously give us the same support and drive??

by chasing your own goals
you let others achieve their own..

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chapter eighty nine: the spark
kau terkeluar
OUT!! OUT!!
macam pluto..

translation:
you're left out
OUT!! OUT!!
like pluto..

man..
i hate that im whining all the time when i blog..
but shit seems the only story people wanna read these daes...

but hell..
listen..
this aint about your reading pleasures..
its about me speaking..
saying what i want cause i want to..

so shut up and listen (or "read" if you're particular about that kinda shit)

ive been reading this book..
its about people who succeed in life..
like they make it big
not necessarily in cash terms..
but like, generally successful in life..
you noe??

like you heard about how people alwaes sae
they got from nothin' to sumthin'
self-made man and all..

you believe that shit??

no..
no one can (ever) sae
that they got to where they are on their own..
hell no..

we are born to be socially active..
we interact..
action-reaction
you noe??

people who are great..
achievers, you call them..
got to where they are because of their surroundings...
its the people around them that escalated their stature

by your own hard work, my ass!!

be thankful yo..

love and thank the people around you..
all of them..
the good and the bad..
the happy and sad..
all of them

they made you who you are

be proud, yes, by all means..
enjoy your moment in the sun..

but remember where you came from,
your roots..
the ground you tread upon..
the people who let you grow
the ones who didnt cut you down
even the ones who overlooked you while you grew..

be it by chance or fate
we are who we are because of the people around us
there is no avoiding it..

as you go on with your daily lives
remember that while others are affecting you..
you are influencing them just as much on the flipside

if one person tries to make the world a better place..
and if the world would just listen..
maybe, the world will be a better place..

lets love and give thanks
put your chins to the sky but eyes, surely on the ground..

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