Days

I've been going about many things, to a point where it has already become a habit. Sometimes you just feel weird or empty when you act silly for a day. I don't know where is this coming from but all im seeing now is the half setting sun. The now rising tides, the disappearing moon and those bugs that cricks at night. As time goes by, so slowly, and time can do so much. What is it that all life seeks to pursue, what are those things in which we dream of, the type of virtual reality that empowers our drives, calms our fear and feeds us energy? Those mishap never seem to end, yet its because of those mishaps i've learnt never to give up. Had my mini olympics in the store today, "panting" as i struggled to get all that polos back in their places.

Somehow i feel, persistency is the thing im missing....

Summer 2009

Finnys Birthday

Went out with finn tonight, got a priceless expression from him. The way he reacted to the cock band and some condom stuff in a tube thing. Oh ya, met Aizzudin too; cool guy. Finn was making fun of me trying to convers in BM with Aizzudin all the way. Banana split was what we ate after dinner. Well happy birthday finn, had a wonderful night as usual. PEACE OUT.

Its all in the head.

I find myself contemplating this picture a lot. Perhaps out of that hundreds, this made the impact. Most likely the color and most definitely the composition of this picture; it just brings me places. My days used to start out with a clear starry sky. Without obstruction of clouds, perhaps. But now, heaven sees my head more than it sees my arse. Working again; im sure some may have already known. I miss the times, i miss the days, and i miss the type of life i've never been able to lead. But, hey i miss some part of myself too. Everyone misses something, and right now, im missing the times where i used to know exactly what song to listen to during those fucked up times. Now, im scrolling through my itunes trying to get something out of it. Some feelings for me to emo about. Some things for me to think about. I've never felt so blank before, and this may just be the first time im yearning for something to puzzle about.

Barely Legal

Moving on, now im barely legal. As the light shone vividly, it was night in another world. Constant screams that echoed in a chaotic world; hope seem so pointless. Only left 4 to die, struggling impossibly to get back at those half degenerated foul smelling bodies that ran as though they drank galleons of Red-Bull. That was how i spent my eighteenth birthday, in a virtual somewhat realistic world shooting zombies and taking turns to claw the survivors as zombies. Fun-filled day, inspired alot of excitement. And not forgeting a very big thanks to all those who took the effort to spend my day with me, not forgetting your wishes too. Nites everyone, may the stars bless and grant you the ability to survive if at all the world were to be infested with zombies; if and only if. Heck, im really influenced by the game...

Happy Birthday!

Eighteen years a day like this,
not knowing the heaven or the earth
His eyes closed with a smile on his face
A story written since his birth

The roads may twist or damn
Yet with a heart not knowing fear
Now adjusting his buckles like a man
While his eyes filled with joyful tears

Of bitter sweet times since then
Nothing without it a good tale
Grown with destiny in his hand,
May the coming days be filled with hale...