Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Alex's Monthly Rant

WARNING: Post may contain occasional sexual subtlety enmeshed with a web of foul words woven together by anger. If you are offended by such material, graphic or otherwise, I don't really give a shit.


What is a blog for?
  1. To type and publish online, one's weekly doings and feelings, i.e. Rant.
  2. To announce an event or certain functions, i.e. Official Rant
  3. To post pictures of yourself or of other people, or random stuff, and make comments, or better yet, DON'T, i.e. Photo Rant
  4. To seek attention, especially those LOAs, i.e. Attention Rant
  5. As an outlet for seldom used words, i.e. Psycho Rant

Now, lets begin today's rant in the format of Surat Tidak Rasmi - Kepada Sesiapa yang Tiada Kehidupan Lalu membaca Blog saya.

Menemui sahabatku Sonovabich,
yang kini berada di kalangan apungan awan.


Apa khabar? Sudah lama tidak mendengar berita daripada adinda, memang rindu.

Harap adinda ditetak kilat ketika sedang berfoya-foya dengan gumpalan awan yang menyerupai badan bentuk wanita.

Oh ya, hari itu, saya telah menghantar suatu 'message' kepada adinda melalui MukaBuku. Saya telah memuji adinda tentang betapa pandainya adinda kentut dengan busuk. Malah, saya juga menanya khabar adinda.

Namun, adinda, ibu bapa engkau memang tidak mengajar adinda tentang sesuatu bernama 'kesopanan'.

Bukan sahaja adinda tidak menanya khabar saya, malah adinda telah menjawab 'message' saya dengan satu perkataan sahaja, dan saya quote, "What..."

Memang baguslah! Kerana perkataan 'What...' itu memang pelbagai maksudnya!


'What...' boleh membawa maksud:
  • Apa khabar? Saya khabar baik, memang bagus mengenali kamu.
Atau...
  • Kehidupan saya di sini memang bosan. Rindu betul kamu!
Boleh juga...
  • I don't give a shit. atau, saya tidak beri satu tahi.

Adinda memang pandai! Dapat menyirat bagai-bagai maksudnya dalam satu PATHETIC ASS SHIT perkataan.



Harap dapat mendengar lebih banyak LAME CRAP-THAT-NO-ONE-CARES dari adinda.

Jangan risau, adinda tidak dirindui banyak di sini. Kalau boleh, lebih baik adinda pergi terjun dalam perigi, kerana kalau hilang pun tiada orang akan pergi mencari.

Saya harap adinda tidak terlalu letih dan selalu berkesihatan baik. Namun, yang sebenarnya, saya tidak begitu peduli. Ingat, jangan membeban orang dengan kewujudan adinda!




Yang Benar dan selalu merinduimu,



(Phark Yorselve MuthaFuka)

Friday, February 5, 2010

Songs, Happy, Lively, Love, Life.



I'm in LOVE with this song!!! *Even though I have no idea what they're singing about*

It's so lively, and happy. Just makes you wanna get out of your chair and shake that ASS!!!

Oh yeah, I've kinda updated my MixPod thingy at the sidebar, so there are a few new songs there.
*I apologize profusely to those that had to listen to Dance in the Dark by Lady Gaga repeatedly. I know, I know, I'm kinda weird that way. Once I latch on to a song, it's gonna be in my playlist for months!*

A few noteworthy songs:


Ke$ha - Blah Blah Blah





Adam Lambert - Whaddya Want From Me





Owl City - Vanilla Twilight ****** See the five stars? It means high priority! Have a listen to it, it's really good! All in the sidebar>>>>>

Have fun! =D

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Refuse To Sleep! Gimme Five Minutes! Fine, I'll Go To Bed Now!

I don't wanna sleep. Not yet anyway.

I feel like I haven't done a ton of stuff. There's a bunch of things I wanna do.


Go online and zone out. *Which I haven't, since I was so busy correcting some crap I wrote which I tried to pass off as a case presentation*


Chat with my ehem-ehem *Which I tried, but the bloody queen is not online*


Play my guitar and sing (Ah Beng style) laud-laud *The neighbours are thiiiisss close to filing a lawsuit against me*


Read a storybook *Impossible, since I have no time to do any of the above*


Flip through the newspaper *Refer 'Read a storybook'*




24 hours a day is a joke.

Friday, January 29, 2010

My Dear Tortoise

My dear tortoise...

GET WELL SOON!!!!!!!!

I even wrote you a poem.



Tortoise, I Love You.

You don't have a furry tail,
That wags when I walk in.
In fact you barely look at me,
Like I'm some dirt, therein.

I cut your vegetables, cut your fruits,
Carrots, cabbage, lettuce too
Yet you pick and pick and pick and pick,
Until they turn all mushy, like poo.

Your intestines are, very efficient,
They make my house smell 'good'.
That's why my mother screams at me,
To wipe your butt up, too.

Regardless what, when I watch you eat,
And place you in my palm,
You radiate, as much warmth,
As a rock picked from the ground.


I love you, Tortoise =)

Saturday, January 23, 2010

God



God (g[o^]d), noun: 1. The supernatural being conceived as the perfect and omnipotent and omniscient originator and ruler of the universe; the object of worship in monotheistic religions.

- Webster's Online Dictionary -



I believe in God.

I believe in a higher power, unfathomable to the human psyche.

I believe in a world where our minds are cast redundant, unable to comprehend physical vortexes that barely brush our reality.

I believe, that despite the complexities of our dimension, there lies ahead one that functions in a way so distorted, human imagination is backhandedly plough-hammered.

But I do not believe in omniscience.



Friday, January 22, 2010

Dance In The Dark III




How much does it take for someone to bring us down?


All you needed to do was spit out your false accusations.
And my dignity will crumble at your feet.

Ask yourself,

How many times has he done this to you?
To break you down, tear apart, any shred of self-worth, of humanity left in you.
To annihilate, who you really are.



Together, we'll dance in the dark.


Monday, January 18, 2010

Lemme Tell You A Secret

Lemme spill some secrets.

Secrets that are not mine. Secrets that were, READ: FORCED, onto me.

Secrets that continue to haunt me, and their repercussions still ring within the hallowed halls of my consciousness.

Let me tell you.

He CHEATED on you. He cheated on you because he's a motherfucking bastard. He's a complete fake. A liar, contemptuous.

Yet it was ME you alienated. After YOU freakin' called me up almost every night to talk about HIM. About YOU. When all I wanted to tell you was that he's a disgusting scumbag undeserving to even adhere on the soles of your shoe.

When others knew, but they didn't tell. When I did. And you HATED me for it. For telling the truth.

That's what real friends are for. They tell each other the TRUTH.

Well, too bad for you then.