-=Winamp : Michael Learns To Rock - Sleeping Child

Bah my winamp playlist kinda sux... all the old songs that I used to listen to in high school when I had this comp.. Better than no music at all though.. I can't use the comp with no music playing cuz I'll either fall asleep or go do something else.. which will most liekly end up in me sleeping anyway.

Day today wasn't that productive.. Didn't plan to go anywhere actually.. supposed to stay home, rest, not go out spending too much money(which I already did last week) and yea so I stayed at home. Woke up at about 10am.. I don't know why but I've been pretty tired lately and sleeping a lot. I actually TRIED to play the piano today, and I can't believe I spent like almost all of my free time today trying to play the piano.. as I said.. T-R-Y-ing ... then my youngest brother who's Std 3 became damn irritating.. I was playing Auld Lang Syne (which is an easy peice), and he comes to me and starts playing some difficult piece and he did it like REALLY FAST... show-off.. purposely did that to irritate me... grrrrr... I admit I'm an uber-noob when it comes to musical instruments.

OOhh just had steam boat just now for dinner.... didn't eat much considering that I skipped lunch and breakfast. I'm not on a diet, why would I when I'm in Malaysia with so much good food.. just that I didn't have any appetite to eat.. so not in the mood to eat... PMS?? Actually I DO have mood swings.. its kinda irritating at times, for my parents at least. At first I tell them wanna go somewhere, then later on I get my mood swing and when they're ready to send me there I say I dont wanna go.. same thing with studies.. I can't study unless I'm in a REALLY good mood..

Oiiii!! Rotiboy's like the bread-of-the-house now.. Today for the 4th day in a row my parents bought Rotiboy home..Never a day without fail I find at least 5 Rotiboys on the dining table everyday.. what the hell did they put in the bread???? some addictive stuff surely.. my mom n dad loves it.. my youngest brother loves it... I, being a pastry-freak, needless to say more. It's the bread to die for... thats their catch phrase or something like that.

I can't believe some people are SO ignorant about their health... hey blame me for being overly-concerned for a really close friend?! So many people having health problems lately.. my 80+ years old grandpa's gonna go for a surgery some time soon for a much needed battery for his heart cuz his heartbeat is low and faint.. It just came to my mind then how life is so fragile and yea grandpa's dying and everytime I think of it I get really sad coz I don't wanna lose him =( Yung Han also had Hepatitis B, it was really bad a year ago... I heard now he's doing a lot better already.. Thank God for that.. :) Then just heard from Nigel Ben got into a car accident today... got away with minor bruises... really made me think how delicate and fragile life is...

Yay Yung Han's coming over tmr! Hopefully he's able to come.. I haven't seen him for long and its great to be able to meet up with a good ol' friend again! Don't know where we'll be going after that though..

Was reading Nadia's blog earlier on and it got me thinking about that 'God will deliver the right one to you' and 'Whether the one you think is the right one, is really the right one?' issue.... how do you actually know whether the person that you fall in love with is the one that God has sent to you? By saying 'you'll just know when the time comes' doesn't answer the question, but is, ironically, the only thinkable answer? Well I guess one has to trust in God. Getting into a relationship isn't easy, knowing whether the person who's in the relationship with you is the right one or not is even more difficult..=\ Though I believe that it's possible for someone to find his/her soul partner in the first relationship when picking 'carefully', a part of me believes that finding the 'right' one is still a matter of trial and error, that is, that one finds the right one by coupling with one... then if it doesnt work out , find another, and so on, until you find the right one that you marry and spend the rest of your life with. Get it? Most people think that those few who wants the first person he/she falls in love and shares a romantic relationship with to be the 'right' one as people having unrealistic, stupid ideals. I guess I'm one of those 'unrealisitc people' then... When people ask me I tell them that getting into a relationship which you think does not have a secure future, is a waste of time, and why bother getting into the relationship in the first place if it has a high probability of not lasting? Is it that worth it to survive the consequences of a broken relationship? The statistics speak for themselves.. How many husband/wives you know had known each other and retained a relationship with each other since high school? No career at this age, whole commitment is hard to come by in BOTH guy n girl, basically no one is fully settled down yet..

*SigH* Yet again, I'm thinking maybe it's worth it to get into a relationship at this age... even though the future's insecure. Cuz everyday I see couples doing things couples do .. makes me feel that I'm missing a lot.. It would be so nice to wake up every morning to have that special someone on your mind, to plan your weekend date with that someone thinking of new ideas to make it even more special and romantic, having someone to think of everytime, someone to talk to on the phone, someone to think of when listening to a soft romantic songso nice to be able to go to a park after a movie to have a glass of wine and stare into the starlit skies and for once totally ignoring everything else in the entire world except you, your partner, and the stars... *gasp* I think I'm fantasizing too much... well basically.. I miss the feeling of being in love, and being loved (not that I've been loved before but..)... Yea if u ask me I think about it everyday... I think I'm just being a wuss and afraid to get into a relationship... maybe I am... Everything's so conflicting.. I hate it sometimes that I have to stop myself when I find that I'm falling for someone (that kinda happened very recently), I don't know when I will let loose all my principles and just let my emotions and heart guide me... or whether I'll regret doing that or not.

Ahhh!! Daniel Bedingfield's If You're Not the One HAD to play on my playlist.. how PERFECT! So irritating how certain songs can pop up at certain times when you're thinking about certain things...

If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

I like the lyrics.. especially the chorus... though I'm not really a fan of Daniel's.. don't like his other songs... by the way did Evanescence had a song titled "Where Will You Go" that's not in their album?

..... ICQ just disconnected... it's been like disconnecting and reconnecting for the past 2 hours and its getting really frustrating especially when you're halfway chatting with someone..... bodoh betul ni ICQ....

On a funnier note I just came across some really funny shit... this guy on the internet cybersex-harrassing some girls.. here are some excerpts:

bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl 8 Penis of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't **** with me biznitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja: Baby?

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bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They ******* charge your ***.
j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ***.
bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3: thats it.
bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
bloodninja: **** am I hard now.

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BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: What the ****, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA:
BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you **** up.
eminemBNJA: OheminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.

Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?

Wellhung: OK

Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.

Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.

Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.

Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.

Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?

Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.

Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.

Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.

Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!

Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.

Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.

Sweetheart: What?

Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.

Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.

Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.

Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.

Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.

Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

Sweetheart: What's the matter?

Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.

Sweetheart: Are you OK?

Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.

Sweetheart: Can I help?

Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?

Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.

Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?

Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

Wellhung: I found it.

Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.

Wellhung: Me too.

Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.

Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?

Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.

Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.

Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.

Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.

Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.

Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.

Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

Wellhung: I'm flaccid.

Sweetheart: What?

Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.

Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.

Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.

Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!



Okay maybe that was a bit long.. but its damn funny.. and its not even all of it :P

*Sighhhhhh* Long day :) Gotta go get some nice sleep... Gnitez and God Bless everyone!!

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly - Langston Hughes