Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Of course it sucks. This blog sucks more than a vacuum cleaner!

My blog gets spammed for something not concerning me. Well, whose blog do you think it belong to now? Of course, who else?

This sucks!

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Sunday, August 21, 2005

Now. What's this again? Can't anyone just leave this blog alone? This blog has been revolving around someone who wasn't invited to see it. But nevermind, with some particular moron invading it, I doubt there's any inevitability in the revolvement.

It seems that my good friend has been visiting and leaving comments in this blog. Though people say that he's not needed, which he really is, I don't seem to get someone's tag on my tagboard saying things that put my friend in his degraded category.

Really, only I can insult my friend. And my insults are more of trying to rekindle that friendship we shared. My friend is not to be insulted unless you are somehow acquainted to him. You don't see me going around insulting other people's friends or doing things like that.

And anyway, this is my personal space in the cyberspace. Now it's become a discussion forum for talking crap like that. About the latest news about some idiot, I don't really care. But this is getting on my nerves.

I guess this will become a forum for discussing affairs about him. I chose not to have a hand in the latest scandal, but then this is like forcing me to do something.

So now, I don't care anymore. I'm going to convert this fully to a discussion forum.

F***.

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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

So some people watch porn. And some particular somebody's got fetishes for something. Something I'm not even sure and am not too keen on finding out. I gotta admit, it's rather interesting to post things on my blog, and of course fun to make fun of people like that particular someone.

Thing is that, it's not really my business to care anymore. I've got better things to do than that. So why is it my business?

Anyway, it's rather interesting to know things like that. Shows that some pathetic idiots never change. I mean, it's not particularly wrong, but then it's because it's him. And so, I would like to conclude: When in hot soup, refrain from getting to boiling point.

I'm not even sure if it's boiling point. But for some people, I guess not. Imitation and denial is not going to get anyone anywhere, neither is the act of fishing in troubled waters nor backstabbing. I believe that as long as those things are around and found on that person, he would go beyond boiling point and start to smoke and vapourise, and eventually become part of the ozone layer to perish with the CFCs.

Well, I guess that might happen one day. Better hope it's sooner because it's an eyesore sometimes to see a beautiful picture being ruined by a piece of trash there. Which concludes another thing: A fingerprint on the pair of glasses really is a hassle.

Why do I say that? Arh, it blurs things and makes you feel uncomfortable. In addition to that, it sorta distorts your perspective and perception of certain things. Which would again lead to yet another interesting fact I would like to conclude: When vision is blurred, it's probable to lose sense of stability.

Of course, that is true. I mean who can maintain balance when one has a got a blurry perspactive of the land he's on? Of course not, right? I don't think anyone can do it without prior training to it.

Then again, I think there's no solution to that eyesore we see once in a while. That's cool, I guess. So, what do we do when we get our glasses blurred by fingerprints or miscellanous crap?

We clean them.

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Tuesday, August 09, 2005

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What to do?!

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Yeah, right... I don't practice what I preach. Who says 2 rights don't make a wrong? If it is 2 positive words, it's those 2. Because those 2 words are the only 2 words in the entire english language to mean entirely opposite things when put together.

If it is anything I so-called "preach", it is something I'm doing, or trying to apply in daily life. Well, that is unlike someone who constantly complain about how bad life is, when actually others are having even rougher times.

Like I said in my earlier entries, some people have too much time and money. People with too much time would come to see this blog on an everyday basis, and flood the tagboard at the right-hand side of this blog with nonsense.

Well, there are people like that in this world.. We must all live with that fact.

There are some people in this world who are empty shells, with nothing inside. I would call them "hollowheads". Why? There is absolutely nothing inside, just plain 'ol air. So much so that when something hits the individual on the head, a loud drum-like sound is heard. So now...

HOW IN THE WORLD DO THESE PEOPLE SURVIVE?!

Simple.

By imitating what others do. Since their heads are so hollow, anything could fit in there! It almost like a computer with high memory but low/no processing speed. Put it simply, it's just so darn f***ing stupid. So now, what does the memory hold? It holds all the infomation as to how people behave, and then the processor just takes the data and applies it. But then again, it is on a low-speed processor. Which means that the person does not apply things effectively. In fact, it simply fails.

Great. Now the term "hollowhead" is being understood. So now. Let's not be one and shun them when you see them.

Why do I have the guts to say all these in my blog?

Reason is simple.

Because those hollowheads don't understand what I am writing because they are so darn stupid. All they know how to do is to observe and copy, memorise and apply. They do not have any form of analysis simply because their processor's too slow and useless to analyse.

Tell you what they do that makes things scary. They take away your originality and corrupt it and make it look like you are the one who took away originality. They get so insensitive that they do not sense annoyance and dissatisfaction. They are so cheap that they would do anything to get their way, including the sins stated in the "Ten Commandments". They waste so much resources that there wouldn't be enough for your usage. They make you wait for nothing. Most of all, they simply piss you off.

What I know is of one particular hollowhead. He's been flooding my tagboard with garbage, imitating my behaviour, my writing, my language, my dressing, my way of speaking, my way of working, my life. He seems to be consuming my life away, and storing it into his system. And then he would apply them in the most idiotic and stupid ways.

Most of all, he keeps on reading this blog even thought it pisses him off whenever he reads it. He keeps writing insulting comments on my tagboard saying things like "nono of ur biz..." and blindly accusing me of things.

Most of all, that stupid email he sent was nothing but plain stupidity and complete waste of time. That email is a big joke. And oh, by the way, he tried to imitate my way of writing too, I noticed. And thank goodness it failed.

And what has he got to say for not eing a wimp? He's one himself, too. See how hypocritical he is? He's an oxymoronic hypocrite who has no idea what the shit he is doing.

And what's more? Like I said in my earlier entries also, blogs are meant to be private. He has invaded this privacy and has thus violated my peace.

And the reason he visits my blog? I deduce that it was due to the fact that he wants to start a blog himself, and he's looking at my blog for reference to imitate. F***er.

To him: "I know you are reading this. I know that you are the one who impersonated azy and refused to admit it and pushed everything to your friend. I know that you have been trying to imitate me, I can see it with my own eyes the way you do so. I noticed the way you observed me to see what I'm doing. I know everything about you. I know what you are feeling now. You act like this is a joke but in actual fact, you just want get back at me. I also know that you liked every single female person in class and you are a desperado. You just want all the girls, don't you? I know you just want to outdo everyone and would sulk and complain everytime someone does better than you. Army's just an excuse... You never really cared for it anyway. The fact that your 'ex-girfriend' died wasn't true, you had been lying through your teeth all along. It was just a way to attract attention anyway. The fact that you say that you are ugly and your suicidal schemes tell everyone that you just wanna attract attention. You are damn scared of loneliness and contempt, are you? You are just a 'siissy girl' who's terrified of being left alone.You chose to take the FI track because the girls are there. You didn't take the DE track because you were scared of being alone. You think you are just so cursed are you? Tell you something, there really is a curse around you. No... I should say that you are the curse. You are the walking curse that haunts everything you've ever touched, everyone you've ever met. All of us shun you and comdemn you for simple reasons such as: 'It's you'. That is also why your 'girlfriend' left you. It was for her own good, that is, if there was really a 'girlfriend' anyway. And the fact that you are gone makes us all so happy."

To add on, "I won't be seeing you anymore. F*** off. You are far worse than anyone I've ever met. You'll be alone all your life. And the more you fear it, the more it's going to come true. It sucks to be you because you made it shitty."

And I won't be saying "yeah, right..." to this.

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Monday, June 27, 2005

Hmm... Why is it that whenever something goes wrong, one would blame others or something else for it happening before looking at oneself? This is especially true for somebody we know. All of us can't deny the fact that we, as humans, are guilty of that. When we realise it ourselves, we usually change to improve ourselves and to change the current situation for the better. That is, if we realise it though...

As for someone, I can only say that he's in the current position and situation on his own accord. Not because he intends to choose this path, but because of circumstances. But these circumstances were in fact created by himself. So, in conclusion, he's in this situation here due to the things he's done, and the decisions he's made.

I don't know about him, but I know that we, as human beings , all should know our limitations, be it physical or psychological. As human beings, we can only do so much, any more than that would have a negative effect.

Knowing all that, we can then live in the world and lead happy lives. But that does not end here. This is only a passport to healthy living, be it body or mind. The rest is entirely up to oneself. Having a balanced lifestyle doesn't neccessary mean that we have good social skills.

With good social skills, we can make more friends. Making friends does not end with just making friends. Making friends would mean to know somebody and to keep that special bond permanent. How so? Simple. By knowing limits.

Know what you can do, what you cannot. Know how much you can do, how much you cannot. Know why you can do, why you cannot. Know who you can do to, who you cannot. These are simple questions to ask oneself before even thinking of what to do next. It's as simple as 'who?', 'what?', 'where?', and 'how?'.

People say "ignorance is bliss", but in some cases, "ignorance is far from bliss". What you don't know can hurt, a lot. For example, if you don't ask yourself the 4 sacred questions mentioned above, you are bound to suffer for it. These are some of the things we all should know, just like we know how to walk and talk.

Life is not about striving to be number 1 or something. It is more about making full use of the time we have as a human being, as a child of God and a decendant of Adam and Eve. We are only human, we live only once. So why not make use of our time to enjoy ourselves, make more friends, and live a happy life. We don't need to toil like crazy for something non-existing, force our way through or something. We only do that when we have no other options. In this case, I think the time hasn't come yet.

At my time and this current age, I don't think I need to toil my life and suffer like somebody do. I'm happy to be like that.

So, now I ask. Why do some people do the opposite of what is mentioned above? Why do some people blame the whole world but themselves when things go wrong? Why do some people come up with stupid and illogical explanations so as to blame others for their mishaps?

So... I ask... Is it that fun to do so?

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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Like I said in the earlier entries in my blog, some people just don't seem to grow up. Take a look at this:


I am not mailing this to you as a friend anymore. Let's say, it's something else other than a friend...ok? You should know what's foester is all about.. Just that you are my 2nd degree enemy

I am sure I am the guy whom you have mentioned in your blog as "inconsiderate, immature and insensible, dirty and perverted." Ya indeed! an asshole eh?

Ya, thinking of my past actions, it's rather true. to the fact that i am everything you said it is. As long as you believe it and have faith in me, rest assured I will still be what you mentioned it is.

I thnk that our relationship has been taken to a whole new level of complexity rather said "ruthless aggression!". U better be prepared for that!

I have seen you mention so many things about me. I am really surprised at how good your acting skills are, to be able to hide that immense hatred within you. Even when we are in the same project group.. Really sorry you got to be stucked with me at that time. But that's nt my point of admiration

Nevertheless,

Your principle of unoriginality is always my main point of admiration.... But I am not here to say my admirations.... Rather say, Would you want to be unoriginal and cut off ties with me for good? And stop writing about me in your blog? So sad if you do so, isn't?

Not even considering ties as enemies? An enemy for you to kick around like you did when you raped me in arcade in GGX? While you need one token to make me buy 50 tokens? That's entertainment. I guess not this time

Rest assured that I won't have enough time to create and write a counter blog everyday as complain letters to god. Cause he wouldn't even care....rite? Really, imagine how many lvls I can gain if use it to play game isn't?

I won't blame you, I can only blame myself I am damn sure i should be. But this doesn't mean I won't post tags to vandalise ur mature tagboard!

This doesn't mean I will help you and ease your hatred towards me This doesn't mean I am nt pissed off! Soon, I will have more annoying actions for you to write about....no matter how hard i try to be nice and be good... I supposed you will always write about any action I do that pisses you off rite?

IN fact any action I do pissed you off...

I am "not pissed off" or something like that. But, in public profile, for my public image. I should be pissed of isn't, I must at least show some response to prove I am human.

I do swear by the fact that the more pissed off I am the happier you will be. Therefore, "not pissed of" will come into action on me.

I am suffering hell in Novena. Really, it's hell. Either you are right or have you planted some curse on me. Damn you!!!

Thx to your curse that my gf broke up with me...damn you x2!! Get your facts right next time!!

Are you gonna write when the next time I go for a check up, I would get cancer?

But whatever it is.... My only insensible, immature and inconsiderate advice is hope that you will not work there. It sucks really. Can't you see I am giving you some updates so you can write more about me?

I have been reading your entries ever since but recently find that I am missing in the picture. It's like I am dead, but now that you mentioned it. It's like you are speaking out my thoughts I will come back to life amongst the smoke of the graveyard.....Rest In Peace... sucker!!

Your blog really need some entertainment and what is it? It's me of course... You need me to brighten up your entries. Make your entries long, so that in the long run it will benefit your english whenever descriptive language is concerned.

I have an ambition to write about my story. I can find no better person like you. To do so, to make my story as tragical as it can be. As hated as it can be.

The tag message Azy: U type like a sisssy.... is posted to you frm a fren of mine... I am damn sure he's as pissed off as I am

Well, that's what you call entertainment. And that's wat i call entertainment too...

So since you started it, let's continue the entertainment, so that more angry souls who have readed your piss spilling entry will come and piss me off!!

So pls carry on writing about me so that I can be the outlet for your anger? Stress? and whatever unlucky things that happen to your life. And you can become the outlet of my ambition...

If you think I would come up to your house and lay a smackdown right to your candy ass...forget it...

It won't happen for you mentioned it... You won't see me anymore. And i will see to it that it better be the fact...

Since you won't be seeing me anymore. I supposed this is the only way to keep in contact.

This nonsense is brought to you by...

the insensible, the inconsiderate, the immature, the dirty and the perverted one Last but not least, something you hate, the unoriginals... Thank you for reading this...(I am sure i don't need the mention the words again right?)

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You know something? I wanted to edit this so that the language used would be refined. Guess I can't be bothered with it, so I'm really going to leave it at this. Haha!

I know, I've gone too far, right? Yes, I have... Somebody's just pissed off and waiting to 'lay a smackdown right to my candy ass'. But hey, that doesn't change anything. I mean, one can do all sorts of things when enraged but in the end, things don't really change for the better, right?

Haha...

And regarding the message addressed to me, I don't have much to comment, but then again, I'd say one thing: "HAHA!!!"

But yeah, you can safely count on the fact that this will either piss you off or make you laugh as you read it. As for my case, I'm kinda amused. So it made me laugh. Haha.

And for some things that are meant to be already understood and should be written in a tutorials in case some people haven't really understand, it's that a blog is a blog.

Meaning of that? Guess I'd have to explain in detail for some who don't yet understand, and I hope this makes things clear. Get this in your head: "Blogs are meant for people to write about how they truly feel and are, in a way, a form of destress. It's almost like writing a diary, only thing is that people can read it. Also, the reason for people to know about a certain friend's blog is about trust, which in this case can be achieved through mutual understanding and agreement. Though unauthorised people still have the right to read blogs, they do not have the right to deface blogs, which in this case would either be classified under vandalism, hacking, or harassment. As said earlier, blogs are meant for people who share the same thinking and understanding to read, if a certain somebody who does not share this understanding, then there is no point in reading the blog."

Yes. And there is the privacy issue which I don't think will please somebody. Anyway, I would anticipate for something dramatic to happen soon, knowing somebody's temper. But rest assured, I believe nothing will happen to me.

Though I wanted to comment more, I guess I'll rest as fatigue kicks in.

So I'll see you guys around.

And oh, I almost forgot to tell a 'special' somebody something: "Thanks for the support you are giving me by reading my blog and spamming my tagboard! I don't know how to repay you. I guess I might when I figure out how!"

Oh yes, I wanted to name this entry "From Hell", but then that'll do nuts. Only somebody would understand anyway... It's far to retarded to do that. Anyway, "Hell" in this case has an acronym: "his Shithole". Yes, the title should have been "From his Shithole". Ok, I can't elaborate anymore... It's too childish already.. Hah!

Anyway, bye!

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