Coz I'm anouncing my transfer to blogspot!.. I love xanga and all, but the interface is just kinda not so friendly. I will still keep this one. It might come in handy I guess, who knows.. but from this moment, I will post all my new 'talk about myself that I'm not sure who bother to read' stuff here.. http://roy2lips.blogspot.com/ ..
Thanks for reading anyway! I know deep down there, some of you have the same feelings, same interest like me. Cheerios buddy! See you in my new home..
If you wanna know, I've been sleeping late almost all the time.. 12midnight is considered early for me to sleep. I dunno, sometimes even after a very tiring day, I still end up being up until late.. I dunno, coz usually when I'm sleepy, my heads starts to think alot.. and when I concentrate on one thing, suddenly my idea comes out like a pouring rain. on other time, It would take me three days to finish a design. But when I do it late night, It is done within three hours!
That, is when I got some designing or editing to do. Imagine if I have nothing else to do. My head starts to prowl, and think all the things which I hadnt been thinking before. Something that is not usually thought of by normal minds. I especially think of other peoples, and what they should think of me. I dont know.. I'm sure nobody gives a damn about me. I mean, who wud gives a crap about someone who has no importance in their life. I am of no importance in anybody's life. I want to be important. I do things which shud promote myself as an important person. I meet people, I make them laugh, I make them feel good, but then again, a TV set has the same function. So that is how it goes. The fact is, I am not important to anyone. People wud answer my phone, when it is ok to answer. But pushing the 'ignore' button is not hard to do.. Well, do I feel bad about that? No! .. I feel fucked up, the more appropriate word! Although the F word isnt an appropriate word at all..
I dont usually make a birthday party, coz my mind wud set as a default, that people wud come for the cake. Coz I love cake, and if I make a birthday party, I wud order my favorite cake(Usually black forest fresh cream cake, which is very nice) When was the last time I got present? I got one, from the Adidas concept store launching. Not really a present. Just a goodie bag, which the guy next to me, that guy infront and that girl over there also got. I remember attending a friends birthday party. The present was stacked up, which the place where they put the present doesnt have enough space. It made me blush, coz I didnt bring anything! I forgot! I mean, I'm not used to it. I mean, I've got minimal experience for that. So I made a joke, that I would smile all the way, coz people say a smile is the best gift. So I smiled, as a present. Well, yeah.. a very nice present. Me smiling.. how nice!........... Obviously, the joke was on me..
Anyway, who am I to complain. I have a good health, so I shud just zip it.
btw, I still produce superb photos!
Check it out guys!
btw.. this Sunday, an exclusive photoshoot will take place! If you guys in any way, reads my blog, you wudnt miss out.. Hope I can produce a very good one!
Not like me not posting any pics, so here is one.. haha.. this is Janet.. a very lovely young lady, and a very promising model, IMHO ..
Anyway....
Ok.. today I bought a futsal shoe.. its been a while since I last bought one.. wasnt planning to, but my last one, which I think fits perfectly well, was missing.. gitu buruk suda pun still got people wanna curi.. damn it!
So, mau tida mau, even after a few weeks didnt play, I hafta test the shoe, which kebetulan every wednesday ada futsal with sabahrhinos.com. The result? A sprained elbow of misjudging a through pass.. me anxiously want to finish the pass, instead, stepped on the ball.. na apa lagi... begulik juga bah.. I landed awkwardly on my elbow.. I get back up, act macho like nothing happened and keep on playing.. 3 minutes later, minta ganti from the pain, and the 'exhaustion'(teda garisan merah dibawah, so means this words exist. Wasnt sure though.. ) of not been playing for weeks.. panat gila babi, babi pun tida panat gitu.. anyway, the shoe was kinda cheap.. but still its NIKE ok..! peduli laa made in mana(didnt check)..
Anyway, whats going on with me.. I keep expecting an unexpectable.. I keep thinking of the unthinkable.. I know I cant do that, but still I keep on wanting to do it... damn dat futsal shoe that I just bought, which has a commercial tag 'JUST DO IT!' .. Well I've JUST DONE THAT! And now I think I might be in trouble.. Words of advice: Dont disturb a beehive, even when you thought the bee have left.. ehh apa ba nie, me yg ada problem, me sendiri give advice!
This guy brag about his extreme capabilities to be the best. He keeps telling everyone that he is better, he even laugh at other peoples misfortune. He is the best looking male form on the planet, and everyone looked upon him, so he claimed and suggested that mr Pitt should start looking for some other not-so-hot female, if angelina should ever come across him.
And now he gets to know this certain girl. So it is just basic that he claimed right, that she is now without a shout of a doubt, belongs to him. Like an egotistical maniac, he wud tell everyone of how that girl will always be his, by just a wink of an eye. He assures them that the girl wudnt get enuf sleep thinking of him. She wud be wandering aimlessly, just to find him
Of course you'll puke if you see this guy. But why? Is it so wrong to hide his incapability to be anywhere near the best? Is it really necessary for everybody to know that he is the worst at everything, while cries each night for his misfortune and the actual jokes is on him? Must he admits that he looks more like a monkey, and everyone infact wudnt even notice his existence?
And now he gets to know this certain girl. Of course he knows has no chance whatsoever to be with her. Like a toad on a tool, he knows that such a lovely angel wud never even lay hands on such a loser like him, even though he wud never get enough sleep thinking of her. And he wud keep wandering alone aimlessly, each and every day and night, just for the chance of a second glimpse.
So is it really wrong for him to make himself feels better at any cost? Wud anybody gets hurt by him doing what he does? Does the clock beats slower if he build his self asteem? Then what other choices does he have, if the next best option he can think of, is the gun inside his late granpa's closet?
apa nie, mcm ada trailer lagi plak sebelum entry blog muncul.. anyway, I got alot of things to say, but im just too damn busy to write at the moment.. but I will write it anyway sometime soon...
Been meeting alot of graduates from UMS this few days.. been taking pictures of graduatees(..got such words..?) of UMS in the Impress Studio, runned by our ever caring boss.. mister Edmund!
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