I am a reasonable person.
I don't ask for whimsical impossible things at God-forsaken hours.
All I want are basic human requirements. Sustenance, peace, quiet, company.
That you can't even provide without turning my life into a living hell.
Why are you always so angry? Angry at life, angry at me?
Your fury hath unraveled what years of goodwill hath wrought.
I am not perfect, I know. But at least I apologize. At least I show it, to others, that of my guilt.
Not you. Never you.
It's always never your fault. Who therein lies, the burdened beast of your unrelentless blame? You have no idea how much i tried. WE have had to sidestep so much of our lives, just to keep YOU happy. Sometimes I wonder, have you ever stopped and reflect upon the selfish, vain, thunderous monster you have become?
Have you ever thought about how your actions, your words, are beginning to affect the people around you, the people who love you the most?
I am sick of it. As a human being, I am sick of being treated this way.
Sacrifice? I guess you've decided to collect payment due through our misery. MY misery. Although I know no matter how much I suffer, I will not be able to begin repaying you.
Cringeworthy, those bespoken from lips unfettered...
I'm sorry if I'm too much of a burden. I'll be gone soon.
I love you.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Rihanna: Good Girl Gone Blerrhhh....

Rihanna is great.
She practically exploded onto the scene in 2007, revamped with a dominatrix-inspired makeover, taking over music charts worldwide with the phenomenal hit "Umbrella" from the album Good Girl Gone Bad.
Slew after slew of hits. "Shut Up and Drive", "Don't Stop the Music", "Take A Bow", "Disturbia" and a variety of big name collaborations, including T.I. and Jay Z.
I must admit, I was a huge fan.
With that bad ass hairstyle and biker-chic-haute-couture attitude, Rihanna was definitely one artiste I greatly admired.
Until now.
In her defense, her new album "Rated R" is yet to be released, however the first single off that album, "Russian Roulette" was a lackluster affair for me.
Where's the spunk, the anger, or as Beyonce will put it, the Sasha Fierce?
Currently, her second single "Wait Your Turn" can be found on the Internet, and it sounds waaaaay worse. In fact, it sounds like second grade pop, songs that are randomly played in malls by whats-her-name.
Sigh... hopefully this is a marketing gimmick of a mellow start to up the ante of the album with the future release of a third monster-potential single from Rated R.
All I can do is wish.
Take a listen and decide for yourself:
Russian Roulette:
Wait Your Turn:
His Fetid Breath
What would you do, if you met him?
As his steps draw closer,
As he gazes into your eyes,
As his lips brushes yours,
As the mere sensation of his fingers
Sends tingles into your innermost soul.
What would you do,
If you met with Death?
What would you wish for?
Money, fast cars, women, alcohol, sex.
Would all those matter?
They mattered during the journey, yet laid down their worthlessness at the end.
Things. Material things.
Have robbed us devoid of any life.
Death is within the physical we spend our life to achieve and obtain.
Think about it.
As his steps draw closer,
As he gazes into your eyes,
As his lips brushes yours,
As the mere sensation of his fingers
Sends tingles into your innermost soul.
What would you do,
If you met with Death?
What would you wish for?
Money, fast cars, women, alcohol, sex.
Would all those matter?
They mattered during the journey, yet laid down their worthlessness at the end.
Things. Material things.
Have robbed us devoid of any life.
Death is within the physical we spend our life to achieve and obtain.
Think about it.
New Layout, New Crap
There.
It's done.
Took me a few hours of alternating Facebook, Youtube and Blogger customizing screens, but I finished it.
MY NEW LAYOUT!!!
*Okay, okay, for you pros out there, I know this is probably kid stuff to you. For an Internet inept like me, I practically discovered gravity all over again.*
So there.
New layout, new posts.
More crap.
Take it like a man, dude.
It's done.
Took me a few hours of alternating Facebook, Youtube and Blogger customizing screens, but I finished it.
MY NEW LAYOUT!!!
*Okay, okay, for you pros out there, I know this is probably kid stuff to you. For an Internet inept like me, I practically discovered gravity all over again.*
So there.
New layout, new posts.
More crap.
Take it like a man, dude.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Clash of The Titans: Naruto Vs. Bleach!
WARNING: POST CONTAINS MINDNUMBING NERD RANT ABOUT JAPANESE COMICS. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO BE BOMBARDED BY SUCH IDIOCITY, PLEASE LEAVE THIS PAGE...NOW!!!
Okay, I admit. I'm a manga freak. I like reading a good manga now and then. It helps me unwind after a long hard day, and also fills up my time during the boring hours of nothingness.
So during this holiday, I made full use of my time and read the whole of Naruto's 400+ manga chapters.
Now, I've always been a Bleach fan. Byakuya, Kyoka Suigetsu, Suzumushi, Renji, Rukia, Omnisukido; If the manga has it, I'll know it. The cool zanpakutos, shuunpo, taichos, hadou, reiatsu. My gosh, I can go on and on and on...
I always thought Naruto was kinda... childish. I mean, a protagonist with whiskers? Gimme a break!
How wrong I was.
After reading through all the existing chapters starting from the first, I have to admit Naruto is a waaaay better manga compared to Bleach. Essentially, I'm a convert!
I love the storyline, the plot, how the characters are fleshed out, and the humanity behind the entire series. Basically, a connection is formed between the fictional characters and the reader.
So instead of rambling on and on about how great a manga Naruto is blah blah blah, let me condense it down into point form for easy understanding:
NARUTO
Likes:
Now for the Dislikes:
BLEACH
Likes:
Dislikes:
So there. Those are my views against these two very different mangas, in terms of portrayment and artistic direction. So I can't exactly compare between the two. However, I can list out things I liked and disliked about them, and tell you which one I enjoyed most.
Till date, it's Naruto.
Yay!
Okay, I admit. I'm a manga freak. I like reading a good manga now and then. It helps me unwind after a long hard day, and also fills up my time during the boring hours of nothingness.
So during this holiday, I made full use of my time and read the whole of Naruto's 400+ manga chapters.
Now, I've always been a Bleach fan. Byakuya, Kyoka Suigetsu, Suzumushi, Renji, Rukia, Omnisukido; If the manga has it, I'll know it. The cool zanpakutos, shuunpo, taichos, hadou, reiatsu. My gosh, I can go on and on and on...
I always thought Naruto was kinda... childish. I mean, a protagonist with whiskers? Gimme a break!
How wrong I was.
After reading through all the existing chapters starting from the first, I have to admit Naruto is a waaaay better manga compared to Bleach. Essentially, I'm a convert!
I love the storyline, the plot, how the characters are fleshed out, and the humanity behind the entire series. Basically, a connection is formed between the fictional characters and the reader.
So instead of rambling on and on about how great a manga Naruto is blah blah blah, let me condense it down into point form for easy understanding:
NARUTO
Likes:
- Every character is given a chance to shine and show their prowess.
- Even though the story obviously centres around Uzumaki Naruto, he does not overshadow the others.
- A huge variety of bunshins, jutsus and techniques are applied, with each opponent having a specific set of fighting style, elemental attack and individualized tricks.
- Great storyline.
- Artwork is nice.
- Characters are fleshed out very convincingly.
- Characters die!! (I'm not a sadistic or morbid person. I hate mangas where everybody lives happily ever after - sic. Bleach, Dislikes)
Now for the Dislikes:
- Whiner Sasuke is still NOT dead.
- Fight scenes are somewhat messy.
- Explanation of skills, plans etc. are sometimes TOO LONG AND DETAILED (boring!) or there is NONE AT ALL (WTH??).
- Names are confusing, some characters look too much alike. *Brain problem on my part, haha*
BLEACH
Likes:
- Cool characters, I especially like the rankings - Taicho, fukutaicho, soutaicho. Gives it kinda like an elite squad-feel.
- Interesting array of zanpakuto techniques and skills.
- The storyline is quite arresting.
Dislikes:
- Whole story focuses too much on Ichigo (Why won't he die already??!!!), it's getting very tiresome.
- You'll know with a sure heart that certain characters will NOT DIE, regardless of how strong their enemy is *coughcoughIchigocoughHitsugayacough*
- Ichigo and other manga-immortals always gain some stupid nonsensical power-up that saves their sorry asses in the nick of time from death. Example: Ichigonator when battling Ulquiorra. WTH was that??!
- Some interesting characters are killed off too fast (Top 3 espadas) while the lame shits are all the victors (Ichigo, who else?).
- Some characters are not protrayed properly and not described thoroughly. Maybe it's the plot, but hey, readers can't connect with characters that have no proper past or are just thrown in for fodder!
- Fight scenes sometimes messy.
- Story is not that complex, but too draggy. Lots of boxes where characters are just standing there looking emo or cool.
- I dread chapters with Ichigo in them. Enuff said.
So there. Those are my views against these two very different mangas, in terms of portrayment and artistic direction. So I can't exactly compare between the two. However, I can list out things I liked and disliked about them, and tell you which one I enjoyed most.
Till date, it's Naruto.
Yay!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Forbidden Love
Maybe once,
We tasted fruit so forbidden,
Even the heavens could not deny our longings.
Maybe once,
Throes of our passion,
Threw the earth apart - an unhealing scar.
Maybe once,
Our spirits lingered,
Our souls thirsted, for unbridled whispers
And promises.
Maybe once,
We loved.
For this love is forbidden,
For this heart is esclamped, within briers,
Of bigoted damnation,
Of confounding idiots,
Of hatred.
A verb enclosed within its antonym.
Will it survive, this forbidden love?
We tasted fruit so forbidden,
Even the heavens could not deny our longings.
Maybe once,
Throes of our passion,
Threw the earth apart - an unhealing scar.
Maybe once,
Our spirits lingered,
Our souls thirsted, for unbridled whispers
And promises.
Maybe once,
We loved.
For this love is forbidden,
For this heart is esclamped, within briers,
Of bigoted damnation,
Of confounding idiots,
Of hatred.
A verb enclosed within its antonym.
Will it survive, this forbidden love?
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