I hear voices.

I hear voices.

Tick Tock
Can you feel my pain?
Tick Tock
So who are you to complain
With me around you, you have more to gain
Never bothered knowing what drives me insane
All i do is walk the rain
Drop by drop, my emotions down the drain
The hatred in me, i cannot explain
The sadness in me, i cannnot retain
The happiness in me, is an abstract again
The obssession i seek, was worse than when i did cocaine
The voices I hear, stuck in my brain
They talk to me, wanting me to jump off the train
The savior is gone, while the evil reign.


Tick tock
Can you feel my failure?
Tick tock
Who are you to say you have the cure
All you people do is tell me to be mature
But I spit better than you mutherfuckers, that's for sure
People fake it, worship that unreal culture
It's okay savior, the place is secure
No haters within 100 feet assure
No harms that you cannot endure


Click clock
Can you feel this round is mine?
Click clock
I was about to shine
But the player was forced to resign
Billed by duties assign
I declare, I am not fine.
Save me, cause there's a click
but no clock this time.


I no longer care my effort ain't enough
I no longer pretend to laugh

I no longer hold my bloody tears
I no longer end my night with prayers

I no longer want to cure my insomnia
I no longer want to stop my anorexia

I no longer care for noises.
I only hear voices.

Flashback - Malaysia.

Giving up, is not an option in life.
this post is for you, Jolee.

Savior.

Searchin, but no clue what search for
Hurtin, cuz all this earth brings is senseless war
You crashin' n burnin', which makes me hate da world more
I wake up everyday wearin straps like a gunstore
Tattoo-ed my battle scars but i still praise the lord
I'll be your savior, so play my music, find my cord.

You're hurtin, your heart is torn
Walk down the aisle, regretting steps taken since you were born
Thou shall not underestimate
The power that love can create
Lifting force that none can equate
I ask of my words to give me breath
Without love, all I have is death

So I stand here looking back at everything
I'm the savior, so hide under my wing.

Say Word - Cabooty.

Say word from the streets.
Word of the day - CABOOTY



Cabooty - ca.boo.tee - (noun):
1. two large, round, fleshy protruberances forming at the back part of the thigh.
2. a combination of the words caboose and booty.



Most people usually call em - Apple Bottom - It's firm, and it's hard.
this might explains people who have no idea what does "Apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur" means.

Some people call it - Donkey - have you've seen a donkey's ass ? that curvy shape.

Or some rare people might even call it - Onion Booty - you know why ? Cause it looks sooo good, it brings a tears to your eye.


Let's see some famous Cabooty.

Beyonce - Cabooty

Kim Kadarshian - DEFINITELY cabooty

Paris Hilton - No Cabooty... nice fashion tho

J. lopez - Representing lationo cabooty

Megan fox - Young Cabooty

Till next time. Say word.

The art of shutting up.

All so often we see people losing their temper or just plain opening their mouth when they should not. Everyone is entitled for a little pointless ranting at times, but these people are just abusing their right. Yes people, this is finally my first bashing rant on my all so pure blog. I'm sorry to say, this will be a tragedy.. for the people I'm referring to.

I've seen girls who try to act "cool", by pretending to want to smoke.. or...pretending to smoke.. when they are just puffing the smoke in their mouth n blowing it out. - I know, a waste of ciggerattes.
Just as people who I just can't seem to figure out why are they stuck with the same philosophy they stuck by during high school ?

Ever seen people getting involved in arguments that... their opinion... does not really matter. AND YET, they still open their mouth. All so many times, I read people's blog.. And I go.....
"omg, just shut up and grow up". ( And yet, i shut up and say nothing ). I do know that blogs are suppose to be personal diary, but.........
If you put your blog in a public domain, doesn't that defeat the purpose of being personal ? Admit it, you want people to read your blog. Thus, I DO have the right to think " shut the fuck up n grow up ".

You might counter me by saying, If you hate it so much, don't read it then. Well, I will defend my actions by saying...... It's like an accident, you know you shouldn't be looking, AND YET YOU STARE... Just like when a girl wears something very revealing, YOU STARE AT HER. Simple philosophy.

I don't care if you are a sensational blogger / wana be superstar or just blogging meaningless a counter of how many days you've been single, or just blogging every single small detail that you do with your significant other. It is people that don't shut up and act all so childishly in their actions that make it all so easy for us - gamers / P.U.A. 's

So this is a thank you note to all of you.
Thank you, for being a moron and making us look good.






- btw, if you are still not doing good with the ladies, try shutting up for once and letting the girl talk.
No girl has ever went home complaining that all she did during the date was talk about herself. -

Girl, Let me reply for you.

Talk shit behind me like a tool
Gossip at lunch makes you cool
Make up stories when this ain't high school
You judge me basing stories from others
Get a life, you muther fuckers.

Sins not tragedies spittin on the track
Turn my shit up cause my shit slap
Looking down on yall haters, thats sad
Looks like Im on top, my bad
Gimme someone else cause you suck
I'm Mickey Mouse and you're Donald Duck
Get the fuck out before yo ass gets beat
Fucked yo girl last night, between my sheets.

But now I spit a remix of Let It Rock
So shut the fuck up and suck a cock
I killed you haters, give me another foe
So Sick in the club but I'm not Ne-Yo
My shits hot boy, you're just average
One on one with me will just leave you more damage
I'm finally done with what Ima spit
So replay my verse cause my posts a hit.

Victoria's goodbye. you're my favourite diva.

All The Things She Said - Tatu (Victoria's 1st Wwe Theme.)


Lisa Marie Varon, many of you might know her as Victoria, the wwe diva.
Well, if you are uninterested in wwe, you can just ignore this post.
As I shed a tear yesterday, watching the retirement of my favourite wwe diva.
She debuted in 2002, the year I began to watch wwe, constantly.
With so many diva's using sex appeal, rather than wrestling, she was one of the rare true "wrestlers" in the wwe ring. Including Lita, and Toronto's Trish Stratus.



But what hurts me the most, is how wwe has mistreated a talented wrestler in recent years. ( Such as making her lose her last match...making her win-less in 8 matches in a row ). The only reason? She wasn't pretty enough. Just like how they mistreated Lita. I wont get into that. Instead wwe has pushed for divas who can't wrestler, favoring the eye candies.




I will not rant about how wwe mistreated my heroin, instead, let me tell you readers who is Victoria.
She is the first EVER woman to wrestle in a STEEL CAGE. At wrestlemania 20, she faced molly holly in a HAIR VS HAIR match. Yes, this woman, has done it all. She wrestled in hardcore matches, got us hooked with her psychotic character's storyline, and got us cheering for her fun crazy personality. Lets not leave out, to date, using the hardest and most vicious finishing monouver in the woman's wrestling world - the widow's peak.


this is the widow's peak !





I can't even continue writing now without having a tear in my eye. When her last match ended, every single one of the fans in the arena was chanting "Please Don't Go". She was a true warrior and she showed the world that you don't to have a boob job, or face surgery for people to pay money to see you. You can have talent. One thing she taught us, is never be afraid to be ourselves. As in all testimonials and interviews, she is portrayed as someone who is comfortable being a goofball and having fun.

It is a sad day for true wrestling fans. Indeed.

Victoria, you will always be my fav diva / wrestler.
and yes, shes still ain't a lady to mess with.

This blog post is for you.
love you victoria.




You can find her at http://www.myspace.com/victoria_lisamarievaron

Ungreat. - full.

Why you actin' like you don't know
When you know I don't do the things I do for show
Why you have to keep it so low
Keepin your cool, when I'm on fire, on a roll

Lord presents you a gift
Randomness offers you a lift
Co-worker takes over your late shift
You walk away ungratefully back to your drift
Better hope you fall off a clift

The last time you thanked your mama
Mj won 8 grammies with thrilla
The last time you thanked your papa
Coldplay was still pre viva la vida

Now I don bother asking you why
My brain shut down as I don't accept no lie
No excuses hun, don't even try
Don't even bother saying hi
Just be ungrateful and walk by
Your the one who has a river to cry

Ice Box.

Something my prof pointed out in class today, thought it was interesting... Since I have no idea what to blog about..hence to slow increasing hit views.


Temperature today for toronto : - 19C !

Temperature today for winnipeg : -34C, -50C with wind chills.

Temperature for water to turn ice : 0C

Temperature for bacteria to stop growing : -18C ( its the same as your freezer's temperature )

Temperature for the warmest day on mars : 1C ( poor aliens... )
Temperature for the coldest day on marks : -107C

Temperature for a broken heart : 0C

( cause of ice box where my heart used to be ? shame on you if you do not know what song I'm referring to. )

So look on the bright side people in canada... atleast no bacteria can grow on us :)

Aftermorning effect. - Flash Back Moment -

Introducing a new blog category, -Flash Back Moment-
As I shall dig out embarrassing or memorable moments from the past to share, just to get you interested in my blog... ( cheap publicity stunt indeed )

Today, we shall recall one of my grade 12 days, 9am in the morning, physics class...
( It was the day after some party.. I assume..)
well, the picture says it all.. What does this picture mean ? Well, it is obvious
I AM THE ONLY ONE AWAKE. hence me taking the picture.
Man, I should get an award for best photograph of the year and best student of the year for this.

Hope this cheers your day up

The book of love.

With so much already happening since the turn of the year, including the creation of my blog.
This is to all my readers, my friends whom I've lost contact with, or even my facebook friends whom I never met ( yes, hardeep, your in it too )
In hard times, even when it seem like no one around you can solve your problems, or lend a helping hand, always remember, there are friends to lend you an open ear.
okay, in attempt to not be dragging on with this senseless post, I shall end it by quoting the mercy plea from Clarence Darrow.


I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar Khayyam. It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all.

So I be written in the Book of Love,

I do not care about that Book above.

Erase my name or write it as you will,

So I be written in the Book of Love.

Unsee Me.

Instead of writing something nice, I shall write something totaly meaningless as a result of some random observation.
I rarely take pictures without my shades, I never put much thought into the reason of doing so, until today...
In some weird logic, I see pictures without the sight of 'eyes', more enjoyable. I feel a picture without them is somewhat incomplete, questioning the viewers to fill in the blanks and hides a hint of magic that can be interpreted individually.
Thus, in stressful times, just close your eyes, and imagine what surprises and twist fate could still bring. Or.... just go out and get drunk... But the closing eyes thing is cheaper.




The best things in life are unseen, that's why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry & dream.

A venom within.

With so much stuff going on in today's world, we have learned how to love, but rarely have we learned how to let go.
People tend to say, letting go of someone is never easy. Well, I find it hard, for me to let someone get away with the stuff they did / took from me.
I still remember when I was in grade 9, bunch of punks asked me for money, I refused, and as a result I got beat up.

That day onwards, I felt a certain venom in me started to grow.
As I still hold a grudge towards them, I do plan get even with them someday, just so I could close that chapter in my life.
Today, I feel that venom has become part of my personality.
As open minded as I am, I do not forgive people until they payed their dues to me.
It is now carved in my mind, my philosophy in life

- I do not get mad, I get even. -

As the bible says,

Exodus 21 : 23 - 21:27
If any harm follows, then you shall give life for life, ²⁴eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, ²⁵burn for burn, wound for wound, stripe for stripe.

and

Do unto others as you would have others do unto you. [Matthew 7:120]


We are a loving race, and yet, we are as destructive in the same massive way.
Something for me to think about, as I still seek a reason for my venom's existence, whether it is a phase of life, or it is the result of others wrong doing, an indication for me that actions can be taken when there is still time.

Come Out Grindin

Sorry people, as you will see, this is my second blog post, second attempt to get your attention to revisit my blog. Unfortunately, you will find that third post is the charm.

With the first day of school approaching, people get into bed early, pray for a brand new start, many rituals are formed, many traditions are practiced, while many like me... Just don't give a damn.

Imagining the conversations that will be buzzing around school tomorrow. " Oh My God, I haven't seen you in a long time! How was your holiday? I missed you! "
It is topics like these, that makes me dread socializing. I guess maybe that's the reason blogs were created, so bloggers could save energy explaining what they did, instead they just reply 'Read my blog.'

Why do I hate 1st days of class? Plain simple, cause everyone attends it.
Imagine, everyone SEEM eager to go to class, but deep down, they just want to find out whether it is possible for them to not go to class and study at home.
For me, people do ask me, why do I bother going to class then.
My answer is again a simple one.
I have nothing else better to do, and I need people to copy notes for me.

So for all who are starting class. I wish you the best, such as being able to slack of as much as possible, and still manage to sneak in some good grades due to last minute studies.
For the ones at work, I wish you all the best, hoping that since a year has passed, the morons that you work with will grow up, don't get your hopes up, they probably wont.
So I wish you patience and self control, try your best to not straggle them.

Cheers, and remember, if anyone ask you about your holiday, just answer "Read My Blog".
that will shut them up.

In a world of Narcissism and Attention Deficit Disorder.

In the year 2009, blogging has finally made the cut to my resolution list.
Since then.....I have no idea what the fuck should I blog about...
I'm not narcissist enough to brag about my accomplishment
not arrogant enough to talk down about other people
and not stupid enough to explore my shallowness on the internet

Too many blogs are dedicated to talking about...stuff that no one gives a shit about.
My blog, is dedicated about shit that you care about, stuff that people always have on their mind.
Yes, you got it right - ME.

See how I tricked you into believing that I'm not a narcissist ?

So why is an attention deficit disorder person doing on a blog? Answer is simple.
Cause I have nothing else to do.. unless you want me to end up being addicted to chronic
masturbation...which we all know...is a horrifying image that no one wants to imagine.

Well, my blog will be different, I hope...
You will not be reading about how my daily life goes, cause you can't handle it.
Instead, you will read thoughts n dreams that lives within me, the hope to one day stop global
warming, the dream to one day have world peace, and the wish to cure global hunger.
Fictional dreams like these will appear occasionally in my blog.

That will be my intro blog post for today. Whoever that's reading my blog, I thank you, and yet, i feel sorry for you. As I just taken away 5 minutes of your life that you will never get back. Not that if you had anything else better to do, you wouldn't be on my blog would you ?


cheers people, cheers to 09.
It's gona be a loooong self loathing n self loving year for me yet again.