Confused. Hell &*^*)((^^% yeah.

Turning CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

arghh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why me?????????? Why I single myself out for all of this? 

Why HER???????? Every SINGLE time I see her picture, I go nuts. That's a fact. And then my imagination plays a surreal orchestra in my head.

Seriously, look at what I am going through. Sad, right? 5 years and got shunned twice. TWICE. And hell no, I ain't giving up on that shit. I want her, and if there is the time that she says  i t to me, face to face, NO means NO..then I 'll walk away, defeated.

Because I hate believing that I would not be with her, EVER. Once or twice I believed it, and I felt that I was betraying myself. Seriously, it was that bad.

I mean, 'like' is SOOOOO no longer displays what I feel about her already. What was that word again... yeah. LOVE? 

Never felt a real one. Not yet, I suppose. But give me a break. I tell you, I have gone through silly crushes, some involving Chinese, Indians and even Malays. Damn. I thought it was the same as her too. 

But ohhhh.. I was so damn WRONG.

21 next year and I am still pining like a sorry-ass dude. I mean, I have no idea what's she is thinking about me. Since the last time I confessed to her, I think there was a sort of a change. But I wouldn't know. I never usually take notice of the little things around me. 

Time and again I told myself to let go of her. But I wouldn't. Why? Dammit WHY???

Ahh.... I am confused.. like any other love struck idiot out there, that is in the same shoes of mine. But I think there aren't any that fit in as smugly as myself do. 

I get jealous, when I see her with her friends. Guys. All the time. And her birthday's tomorrow. And I am leaving to Genting for a trip. Too many times that I wasn't there for her. That is sending a rather wrong signal. I WANT to be with her tomorrow. Wherever, whenever she may be, I will TRY and WILL see her, wish her, and present a gift of some kind (still working on it).

Darn it.

There, There!! First Post in like what.. 2 months?

SO F*CKING LONG!!!!

Give me a break. I have a life to lead as well. But as far that I could see, people just love their online virtuality. Yeah. The hard fact since sites like Facebook and Friendster, MySpace or any other social networking sites that were created, truth is becoming more and more of a rarity. But forget it.

So people, pray tell me.. What the F*ck is this all about??

Learning German by the way. But you aren't going to see me going to Germany or any other related countries in Europe. With the kind of rates MAS is offering, I'd rather cycle myself to Berlin.

And I have taken quite the liking to German metal. And Russian media. English too. Malay? Show me a good Malay song and I'll give you snow in this country. Not kidding. 

KL. Love that place. Oh wait, did I say love? I'd love to HATE that place. Malay food 24-7, and if there is actually any decent stuff to eat, it costs more than RM10. 

Transport? I have no f*cking idea why KLCC is always full of people. They always jam up the damn LRT train every single day. Damn.

And KL Sentral. Damn Malaysians must be colour blind, or don't understand simple f*cking english or Bahasa Malaysia because even though there's a line meant to guide a queue for the train's doors...Hell practically breaks wideeeee open when everyone push and jostle like buffaloes being herded outside into field.

Jamming to German's finest in metal music, Rammstein, Oomph! and L'Ame Immortelle. They make my ears practically partially deaf after an hour of listening, but I tell you people, it is good shit to listen to even if you don't bloody well understand what the f*ck they're saying.

Nuff' said (=='')

There, There!! First Post in like what.. 2 months?

Malaysians.

Sometime one got to wonder with the country. Our leaders, our people are becoming more and more like them.
No, I don't mean the riches and virtue they cultivated. I meant the generation-long stupidity that has taken root in the rakyat of this country even since during the Portuguese era of Malacca.
Oh come on, don't tell me you don't know how the last Sultan of the Malaccan Royal Sultanate a.k.a Sultan Mahmud Shah screwed things ten times over when he foolishly charged a trader, a Portuguese one by the fact for a crime he didnt commit. And the Gunung Ledang business. Seriously, I am not here to give you guys a bloody history lesson. Just a reference of the past. Which could be likened to very much the same practice that is happening amidst all those airplanes, satelites and IT. Yes, we are literally in the Information Age. And we are behaving like no different than ones who have yet to discover the fire.
I am not even thinking of starting on the blunders of the Malaysian politics. The entire Internet would not be enough, and being patriotic (assuming I still am), would not want the entire world to laugh at our silly mistakes. Even the Singaporeans at the US are chuckling at us already. Why add more flak? And why add more seats for the comedy show which the stage is the Malaysian Government and the actors the politicians themselves? Of course, RPK (Raja Petra Kamaruddin) is there to do it. He's the best.

Enough said, i say. You see, take for one example. The Putra LRT Kelana Jaya Line. I take it everyday back and fro from my house in PJ to my college in the heart of Kuala Lumpur. Okay, 6.30pm. Picture an LRT station in KLCC. Yes. Full to the bloody brim. I was in the LRT then. With all those people waiting, I braced myself in a small corner near the doors because I know what's next as the dorrs opened. And yes, throngs of people filled the tin can of the LRT. Full, to the top. I tell you, sardines in a can would have more air to breathe compared to my situation. Young and old, tall and short, fat and thin all filled the compartment. It was as if they did not care even the LRT was already full. Practically, me and everyone suffered in silence as I went and travelled all the way to Asia Jaya. Panting for breath as I stepped out, I cursed the Malaysian system of public transport. Isn't even there a limit on these? The amount of passengers.

Blast it then.. writing here won't make much of a difference. Damn. Writer's block. And class in ten minutes. Haha. Signing off..

Spamming Pt.1: The Bulletins

Ok.. here's a little something from www.deviantart.com

As you can see, this picture is telling you something.

Yes, a gun pointed at someone's head.

Guess who's the the gunner and who is the victim?

I am the gunman (wish I had a M60 or something, bigger is better) and the victim?

How do I explain this? Let's just say all the victims are into that one body. The victims, are the i-don't-have-real-life spamming people that are sprouting like toadstool mushrooms after a downpour.

Actually, I am not to worried seeing bulletins. If they're informative. The thing is, some idiots have gotten around putting illogical 100% crap messages for other people to read. Take a look at this for example. Here's a rather recent photo of a f**ked up bulletin.
(Click it to see it)

I think it is about time anyone had ever pulled out a Magnum. 45 (it is a gun) and plant a nice one the head, like the way the US do when shooting terrorists in Iraq, or Afghanistan.

Sad thing is. We can't

These sons of bit**es actually hide behind the largest network in the world, yeah the Internet.

These are the kinds of people who does NOT have a life. They're smart. For sending spam all over the Internet en masse. I wonder how reality is like for them? Hmm?

And they play around people's emotions. Like that one earlier I showed. Writing in the bathroom wall? In blood? Only if I had Freddy Kruger or that dude from the SAW series over for a nice dinner.

And some bulletins will say that if you do not forward this, you will have bad luck. Umm.. I have a black cat in front of me and i broke a mirror two days ago. I am still waiting. Yeah, for anything BAD happen to me. If it does happen, only because I chose to believe it, MORONS. Thing is, I don't. So, naturally, I don't forward crap like that, not anymore.

Other than the 7 deadly sins, Pride, Wrath, Lust, Gluttony, Envy, Sloth and Greed, there should be another: Spam. You know what I mean.

A head start.

Hello readers.. I just decided that the Friendster blog is a little too small in the terms of viewers reading my posts (and maybe even my writings were boring T_T)

So, I have decided to move into greater heights, a.k.a going to post entirely new stuff and more interesting things, I guarantee that.

Also writings here will be a lot more controversial, truths that hurt and practically some satirical humor (what would blogs be without them) and certainly more exciting contents as I continue to scribble on this little corner of the Net where, this place is the most least likely for anyone to see.

Look forward too my future posts, readers and have a good day!!!

Dan Smith