haha...

why should I care? why?

*Untitled*

for those whose wondering what happened in my last post, dont worry. its nothing in particular. its just a sum of broken promises, me to others and others to me. its also once a very controversial topic between me and SY. good times aye...

AK came back to new zealand, ICF activities is on the run again, a few more mates on the way back to windy welly. 2006? whats it gonna be?

Promises

...what happened to them?

people might ask, what is the hardest thing to do? earn enough wealth for 10 generations, before its depleted? fly without the help of any machine? travel in the speed of light? sing 10 octave higher than you usual can? to kill without giving any thoughts? finish a 50,000 words report in 2 hours time? swim accross Atlantic ocean? climb Mount. Everest by exposing every inch of your skin?

or merely, fullfulling a little promise you made just a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittle while ago?

I dont know what happened to them. I have only myself to blame. and I'm sorry.

Reminder?

a split second. a lighting spark. heart beat quickening. blood traveling in speed of sound. abrupt pause on lung activities. sudden lack of oxygen.

had already forgotten how it feels.

On and on

maybe its like this, things arent always what you want them to be. this is a brainless thing to say. after 21 years living, being part of this eco-system, I ought to know aye...

but still...

things are getting pretty out of hand lately, with all the flatting problems, CV hassle, enduring the loneliness. to be short, i m pretty fucked. now that things are falling into places, I finally get to sit down and think about my blog. this particular post is not the result of the thoughts I put on my blog. its merely... the process. some movements for my fingers to pass time. it goes on and on and on and on... better stop now...

and on and on...

Not beauty...

just as i was contemplating... this popped out in between pages of Cloud of Sparrows, by Takashi Matsuoka.

"Beauty can be colder than the harshest winter's day. It is love, not beauty, that warms."

The ugliest cake...

...but the sweetest moment...

Happy Belated B'day Grace!

A Series of Unfortunate Events 2006

it starts here...

1. locked my keys in the car during the trip down south
2. ... and then a flat tyre (cost me 110 bucks for a new one)
3. being ditch around as a homeless piece of shit
3. backpack stolen by some jerk (half of my clothings gone)
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4. whats next? bring it on man, bring it on...