YS-ism and YS-quote

1. Love is overated, Sex is underated.

2. Talk to me, you will get the truth of what I think. I don't see the point in being nice.

3. Forgive and Forget ? Bullshit. Get even, and remind them not to do that to you again

4. A law should be passed for guys who are over 20, dating girls who are under 18. They should be investigated for potential pedophilia or being too desperate.

5. The prettier the girl, the more insecure she is.

6. Pretty girls who travel in gangs, are the ones that get hit on the least.

7. For every pretty girl out there, there is one guy that is sick of pretending to listen to her in exchange for sex.

8. No girl ever went home from a date and complained all they did was talk about themselves.

9. Trust in other people are overated.

10. No matter what happens in life, Family comes first. You should never choose your lover / partner / best friend over your mother or father. Remember, without them, you won't even have life.

11. When you are good, you are good, regardless of your attitude. If you lose, you admit you lost, It is okay to cry, but it is not okay to make excuses. A lost is a lost, even if other people cheated, they got away with it, so shut it.

12. A moment of glory is worth a month of bragging.

13. Religion is a variable, people should not be judged basing on their religious belief, but what they do with the beliefs.

14. Beauty fades, Stupid is forever.

15. My failed exam marks is still higher than your IQ.

16. People in Malaysia need to learn that "cum" is not short form for "come"

17. Relationships are temporary, Game is forever.

18. Picking up girls is like fishing - You need to be patient, have an interesting bait, you cannot rush into the lake chasing the fish. If the fish does not like your bait, , its fine, there are plenty of other fish around that might be interested in it.

19. Looks MATTER in getting the girl, but it does not matter if you plan on KEEPING the girl.

20. What do you need to get a girl ? 30% confidence, 20% experience, 10% money, 10% looks, 10% luck, 20% personality that matches hers.

21. A guy who cries and tells, is not a man; A guy who kiss and tells, is a poser; A guy who takes it all and not fight back, is whipped.

22. Hitting a woman is stupid and wrong, cause you should know by now, the bigger size species never survives on earth. Polar Bear, Whale, Sharks, all suffering extinctions, while ants and sparrows are shitting all over my house.

23. Money CAN buy short term happiness, but it can't buy long term.

24. Why would you want to live everyday like it was your last ? won't your last days be very depressing and sad if you know your going to die tomorrow ?! Live everyday like it was your best day.

25. Failure is acceptable, Repeating a failure is not.

Mr."I get money" vs Officer Ricky

Today, we shall look into a recent "beef" of hip-hop, and show you why 50 cent is smarter than anyone gives him credit.

Recently, 50 cent has called out Rick Ross for being a fake. Rick Ross calls himself "da boss", saying that he has mafias working for him, he runs the streets, but to be honest, I feel his nothing more than a poser. He has some good hits, but he is a poser. He finally admitted to being a formal correctional officer. Meaning... he ain't as gangsta as he claims he was, he was a good guy. No shame in having a job, what pisses me off is the fact he lied, and tried being all "street".

50 cent, who knows his career in music is no longer relevant, has been focusing making the name "50 cent" more of a business / music icon. In my view, he is succeeding like no other. All so often you see singers going broke, but not 50. The last hit song 50 cent had was "ayo technology", other than that, you could see 50 cent is no longer the lyrical gangsta he once was. But I don't blame him. I admire how much effort his put in to making a name for himself.

G-unit, with loyd banks behind him, T.O.S. album was still a good hit, receiving good reviews. Knowing that his last album "CURTIS" was going to do bad in the charts, 50 started to feud with Kanye West.

Everyone knew they were good friends, just a publicity stunt, but you have to admire the brains behind it. Even though 50 cent lost the album sales battle, his album still sold a good amount around the world. ( Better than clay aiken, which I'm sorry to say to all his fans, he was dropped from his label. His 2nd album sold a pathetic 195,000 copies ).

Now to promote his last album for his label "BEFORE I SELF DESTRUCT", he put a movie directed by himself, his SECOND VIDEO GAME "Blood in the sand", basically a black gangsta version of indianna jones, his reality tv show - The money and the Power, and now... this feud with Rick Ross.

Rick Ross, you need help, cause 50 is going to eat you alive. He is richer, fitter, more famous than you. Even THE GAME, came up in an interview saying that ricky ross is going to get his ass kicked like Ja Rule did.

Rick Ross, your street credit is gone, I like you, but your career is going down the drain.
50 cent, the smart business men is coming up on top, and raising to the billboard with his last album.

Just like his lyrics in GET UP. "Who they gona blame, when I'm up number one on the billboard again" Yes, 50 will be number 1 again, thanks to ricky ross.

Bye Officer Ricky, say hi to OJ when your back to your old job.

Reconstruction.

In a moment of disbelief, as I stare blankly into my exam paper. Upon heading into a hectic week, 5 midterms in 3 days, I have less preparation than Miley Cyrus's dress designer did for the Oscars.
Every time during class, I stare blankly into the abyss that is the blackboard, not knowing what is going on. The only part of me that is mobile are my hands copying the notes,my mind on the other hand, miles away.
I have to say, I envy the nerds in my class, cause I dream one day to share the passion they have for computer science. Not saying that I don't like it, I just have this mentality of....... I have a life.

Look what my computer science coursemates have for their so called "social life". NOTHING.
The day after the Oscars, I went into class... asked my friend what they thought about the Oscars..
The respond I got ? "O...was it yesterday? "
I have to say, it did not come as a surprise. All so often, I have bashed my fellow coursmates in being nerdy, and not having a fun and social life as I do, deep down, I envy them.
I envy them having such passion in studying, preping for an exam, or even down right just going to class and learning.
I really do envy them. Cause, to be honest, I never had that passion.

So it got me thinking, since I was a young age, I have been pampered with love, bias, compliments, downright spoilt by the words stuffed in by any other adult that comes by.
"OOO, UR SON IS SO SMART, UR SON IS SO TALENTED"
that was down right bullshit, LOOK AT ME NOW.
I feel like I am one of the most overated person to walk the earth. Sure, highschool was easy to survive, I did what I did, and I was proud of it. But look at me now, I am here, failing my exams, health diteriating, bad habits. What do I have to backup the hype that surrounded me with since I was young? nothing.

PCD's "when I grow up" was playing today, and it got me thinking, as I was writing my 2nd midterm of the day... ( guess you know how badly I got my ass kicked by the midterm now)
and I noticed something, what do I wana do when I grow up ?
Would you choose to be a handsome actor who plays a doctor on a hit tv show? Or a respectful doctor in real life ? Whats the difference? one is fame, one is respect.
Fame, come and goes / Respect, stays until you destroy it with your own mistakes.

Pussycatdolls - Fame, but respect ? not really.

And I finally understand one very imporant mistake that I've been making all these years.
I chase fame all too often. All too often I put in too much effort in being labeled as the special guy, spending all my times doing stuff mainly to set me apart from the other people I grow up with.
But at the end of the day, I've been there, and I've done that. It is about time to "grow up", and earn respect from other people. Some of you might say, me not trying to be a show off is near impossible. I shall correct you there, it IS impossible.
I am still going to be the attention seeking whore that I am, just this time, I'm changing my way of getting it. This time, I shall go from the respect angle.
It's about time I stop playing like Arsenal - Beautiful football, no goals.
Time to play like my team, Man utd - Effective football.

So I will now dedicate more time on my studies and my accomplishment, preparing myself for the working world. The fame and attention player, is going to sit on a bench for a change.

It's not going to be easy, but that's what makes "respect" all so rare and worth it.



I leave you readers with a quote tat I made up.

There is no crime in being ugly, no crime in failure, no crime in losing.
It is a crime if you don't want to become better.

Here Without You [Dirty]

Take my hands
Now, as we part ways like the oasis
Destroyed my dream, don't care what is this
Deaf by my scream, get lost in the mist

A never ending night of sex
Hit the spot spurn you to climax
fingers digging holes in the sheet
bite marks on my back,
body sweating,
pussy soaking,
lust peaking,
bed squeaking,
keep on begging,
puffing from my heat.

Now stop.
Let my hands elevate from ground till top

Five times in a row
pineapple nector taste best when swallow
now girl you want it slow
guide our bodies, syncing to the flow

Ain't gonna fuck hard all night
let's make some love, spank that naughty side right

Hear my whisper
tell me if you want it faster
tell me if you want it harder
tell me if you want my finger
cause after this, the fairy tale is over.

"I love you" meant nothing new
only if I could force those words through
my fiery desire has faded to blue
I no longer feel for you
A secret you never knew.

You never heard me leave
loves' really a despicable thieve
memorizes you, makes you believe
never ending fairy tales, with so much more to give
destroys you within with it's fatal disease
now you know now,
love we had, was only a deceive.

I'm taking over.

I'm taking over.

It's all over this time
Sick of being in the sublime
I'm taking control like optimus prime
You were my Everest that I were to climb
Now you ain't even worth a dime
Taking me for granted is the real crime
I'm getting back what's mine
Starting off with one last line


I gave you calls, you gave no return
I gave you feelings, you showed no concern
I gave you my loyalty, you just won't learn
Taking for granted, that my passion still burn
All theres left are ashes filled in a sealed up urn
Why am i even giving you passion that you never earned


I'm taking over this time
This time its real, gotta believe
I ain't waiting for love I don't receive
Cutting your ungrateful soul off my sleeve
sewing back the holes you made cause of my naive
I'm cold turkey now, you ain't worth my grief
I'm detoxing now, after this pain comes relief


This is your goodbye
You just lost the most precious prize
A long time in the making right before your eyes
Might come as your surprise
But darling, it's too late to apologize
Cause I'm taking over
a.k.a. we are over.

Disfunctional Within

Unlike my usual high energetic egoistic writings, this might just be a long boring post. With the recent decline in blog hit, I can barely give a shit.
As we grow, we have this perfect image of how we want to be like when we grow up. example. Pussycatdolls want to sing HA HA HA and be famous, Rihanna wanted to let Chris Brown hide under her umbrella. Yada yada.

When I was young, I wanted two things - to be famous, and to be looked up upon..
Now...at 19...I can barely give a shit about these general aspects, instead, I look upon details.
Constantly picking on small details. Whether my fashion is good enough, my maturity, my intelligence ( Don't count on me being book smart, cause I came to conclusion, I don't give a shit if I'm not book smart. ), and for the past 4 years, something that I have focused most on. My game.

After reading so many books on attraction, seduction. Going to seminars, watching online lectures about game, outfield experiment, outfield sarging, outfield training. I can be honest and say... It is about time, I move on with my life.

I see all my Malaysian classmates, schoolmates, whether senior or friends. 90% of them, chase for that loving relationship, that social value when everyone gets excited when one walks into a room, and mostly. Loved by the opposite sex. I'm not trying to sound arrogant here, cause you know how I hate people who brag about their track record in public, So I'm not gona do that.
But, after being ahead of the people I grew up with, in terms of game for a while now, I feel that I need to search for something new in life.

Still, I haven't found a new thing that I stir for, so I end up picking on smaller details in myself, resulting in constant mood swings ( I know, It's unhealthy )

In my own imagination terms, I have already equipped the right amount of players for a successful team, but somehow, there is still one player lacking, the one trade, one personality, that can bring out the best out of everyone / everything. No idea what it is, thus.. I shall continue with my above average, inconsistent success.

Until I find a stable consistent good performance mix from myself, do expect me to have mood swings often.

Can't believe how I just shared the way my mind works with the world...well..since it's just my blog...so its not the world..just..somewhat, 100 plus readers...

Anyway, this month, I have tried a new strategic approach in life, I have became more careful, playing a tight game, picking on every small stuff, paying attention to every small details in people's behavior around me. Still... I feel that I'm still never gona be ahead of the league I'm in Canada now... No offense to Malaysia people..But.... for 19 years old, I'm way more experienced than you guys in Malaysia are. 3 years settling in Canada has been good to me, maybe now is the time, where I start building up the value and worthwhile of my time here.

If you don't understand what I mean, don't bother asking. If you think I'm too arrogant, don't bother shooting. I will always be me, you either like me or you don't.
For now, the lack of success and passion is killing me day by day....

Fragility. pt 2 - Memory.

[PinPin]

Think.

Stop.

Feel.

Perhaps, I need more rum.

I am started to feel scared.

All that I have been through. Now. I get tremendously... terrified.

And that's all I need to remember before I do or think about something stupid.

Ever again.

Keep 'em rums and wines coming alright!












Insanity.
The absolution for fragility.



[sins.not tragedies]

Hold it.

Pop.

Now pour.

yea, keep the rum coming more n more.

I am gona reply you for this one time

Heard your terified, put that smile back, sunshine.

memories are to be left alone, so your life is fine

Sniff

the painful scars hurts back

But I ain't afraid no more cause of this crack

Ever again, I'm standing back up, now thats a fact

Keep em running alright

wine don't drunk me

rum don't drunk me

so fear, I heard your there, but you can't see me.

so you don't know me, I know me

Keep em coming within my sight.








Memory
I ain't following your design line,
I'm here to define.

Right Round Remix - Flo Rida ft ys.

You spin my head right round right round
When you go down
When you go down now

HEYYY I was listening to ipod and i came across this song by flo
Beat was so hot rhyme was tight my body started to lose control
Open my notepad, try to get this writing going before I lose the show
I need to hustle now but her apple bottom trying to get low
Might be new to the game, but I'm shining on top like the pro

I'm just a flirt
Take off your shirt
Give me a slurp
Kiss me and sound the alert

Hall of fame bound
Love can't be found
Haters game weigh no pound
So I'm just singing my sound
Remixing right round.
While you go down.

You spin my head right round right round
When you go down
When you go down now

HEYYYY still young to be tied down, but too skilled to have no fans
She was searching for atm, i buy the house with gold in my pants
Every song I write is the born of a new dance
Every beat I move is fashion to the trance
I get a million when you were surviving on grands
No need no backup, i'm a one man band
You don't get paid
When I get laid
More sex than said
A celebration for me, there goes my parade
She wants me cause I'm the king of the town
Got her all wet just staring at my crown

She spins my head right round right round
When you go down.

Everybody lies.

I hate people who speak of me untruly, or convey a message that I did not mean to others.

I have no problem with people making fun, or joking around, BUT I do have problem with people going back on their words, or worse of all, failing to file confidentiality.

Why ? Cause I'm the type of person who I show a different side of me basing on who you are and treat everyone differently.

What is this post for ? I HOPE, all the friends that read this, know that I'm not okay with the fact you guys are talking about stuff I told you in private, my feelings about others, It is NOT okay even if you have to tell it to your girlfriend / boyfriend. Unacceptable.
If my secrets and private thoughts shared with you MUST come up in your daily conversation, there is something REAL wrong with your relationship I must say.

And yes, If you have this feeling that I'm talking about you, well, I probably am.

I'm not saying I hate you or anythings changed. All I can say is, Don't do it again, Leave it at that.

Don't prove me right that it was a mistake to trust others.

Everybody lies.

Lockdown.

This feeling is nothing new
Why I put myself through
The reasons I never knew
Burning fire fades blue
When is the painful period due
Eject the venom, self doubt withdrew

This feeling was not the plan
Can't fulfill my own demand
Created by those who don't understand
Or shattered by my own two hand
Don't apologize, no-one republic feat Timbaland

This feeling is my plea
The demands within drives me crazy
But i ain't the one to disagree
There was no perfect me in my memory
Still got that ice box where my heart used to be

The feeling is a lie
Tears dried up, but there was more to cry
Can't be happy with who i am, I don't know why
Now i wave my goodbye
Burying this damage heart, I will try
Lock you within my words, and hope you die
Leave this land, I too believe I can fly.

Girl, since you left me
Guess your just not Right For Me
I felt like I was Losing My Way
Wipe my tears, and Rock Your Body away.
Hey Senorita, I'm walking away this round
Mystery hides in our Future Sex/Love Sound
Damn Girl, I din't mean to be rude
So Sexy Ladies/Let me talk to you prelude
Quick, Let's take a ride
Release that raw energy hidden inside
We can do it Until The End Of Time
Come with the Nite Runner, u'll be fine
(oh no)What you got
Quick, Give it to me, 4 minutes later I'm hittin the lot
Last Night was Still on My Brain
This Summer Love must stop, and Never again
She got me Lovestoned/I think she knows
I'll leave you My Love, cause you are never here for my high n lows
So don't be sad, we were nothing
what goes around / can't come back around when I'm busting
Forget about those hips, those thighs, those memories in the sack
With you, I never had to bring Sexyback.

Happy 28th bday justin.