Tuesday, July 10, 2007

my 2nd entry of the day

Who would've thought.

Malaysia being such a mess.

Am not referring to the country. But to the happenings which are taking place in my life in this place called PJ.

Unforeseen and values deliberating.

Things are changing and it's a definite that i'm in the weakest point of my life.

I suck at what i do.

Friends and i acting weird. Stop with the hypocrisy will ya! A couple of twenty five year olds who i once regard as my guardians acting all hypocritical. Couldn't have believed that i once sayang these two .. I hope you two may happily ever after. Period.

And yerp .. i am just plain down.

when coffee strikes

Here i am.

Sitting alone in Starbucks in Sunway Med Centre.

Getting myself acquainted to the annoying Norah Jones.

Suicidal new-age product.

Ermm ..

Let me just cut to the chase.

What is the criteria of good friend during bad times?

To me, it's a mind boggler. Different people, different sets of minds.

To some, a good friend is the one who agrees slash supports one without having to differentiate between what's good and bad. A quick i.e. Your friend sleeps with a girl, and the girl is attached to someone, at least via Friendster. Your friend will endlessly sell the idea that by sleeping with the other person is not the wrong thing to partake, but deep deep down you know it is just plain gutsy wrong. For goodness schmuck, you are the third party! The other person! And of course, , a good friend will be bias on this special case. You will afterall buy the idea that hey, "let him sleep with girl who is already attached, they are meant to be together.. and i'm all smiles despite it beats conventional ethics" ...

In the other hand, there's the critic. Wise thoughts being disseminated via his or her unwittingly sharp usage of vocabs. Another quick i.e., your friend slept with a girl who is already attached to another guy, at least via Myspace. As a friend, as a realist, as a non-melancholic schlump, you will try to end it. No matter what. Arguments often occur here. You will tend to despise your friend's wicked stance, as they won't let you grab a bite from the forbidden apple. As your friend wants you stay safe and away from falling furthermore. Going through the righteous passage perse.

I have had my share with these two. One's a realist and the other is the supporter.

But it's no fair to label a friend that way yeah? Friendship is one subjective context. You have friends for different reasons. The one for partying, the one for yumcha, the one for gossiping.

But not for me. A friend's a friend no matter what. They are the ones who will put you back on your feet when you fall. They will go down to depths of means to make you feel all sane. And of course, they are the ones who will tell you that everything will be okay, although the issue favors the otherwise. All in all, are we friends to the pleasers slash hypocrits or to the sharp thinking realists?

PS: I miss you two.

pukimak kau

My sister was involved in an accident two days ago, on Sunday in Taman Sea. Now she is in Sunway MC, with a then broken arm, as she underwent a surgery 5 hours ago.

The man who hit her car beat the traffic light, which was of course, oh so RED.

Stupid. I know it's Sunday, and we were such in a hurry to savour every little minute of the holy day before Monday comes in, but dude, i mean OLD DUDE, u nearly killed someone!

By the way, she is pregnant. 6 months to be exact.

Thank to the almighty Allah, that the unborn child is no near harm.

To the old dude, you will be expecting to see a letter from my dad's lawyer soon.

PS: Those who wish to see her, do give me a call.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

lost some, gain none

I have lost hundreds of good friends.
Some were based on misunderstanding and egoistical basis and some got caught up in one's own world.
Last week i lost another two.
They are very nice people.
Wicked, funny and undyingly supportive.
They helped me alot.
When i say alot, i mean Mahatma Gandhi alot.

"Words are the greatest daggers. They slit right through your heart and mind" - Indra Sinha

I was ridiculed. Confused. And ... reasonably hurt. Part of me says that..." just cut 'em off from the picture!" but another part of me says "dude ... don't be one ungrateful brat" ..

Water under the bridge? I'm not sure. I need to think through. The cut was deep. Especially when ur comfort zone had the dagger proudly in his and her hands, with your blood splattering the floor red.