Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don't think it understands~~ And if you break my heart, my achy breaky heart, it might blow up and kill this man, Woooooo~~~ Yep, getting contry-pop style with Billy Ray Cyrus. OK, the real reason for this entry is that, out of curiosity, while watching Youtube, I typed all the boybands I've been listening to in the 90's. Boy, that really took me down to memory lane, as in flashbacks, not the store. I've been listening to like, The Moffatts, Backstreet Boys, N'SYNC, Gil, Aaron Carter, Ultra, Kavana, 911, Take Five, Five, Take That, New Kids On The Block, All-4-One, Boyz II Men, I grew up listening to these songs, singing along with my sister. Actually I improved my English by listening to English songs. My mom actually encouraged me to listen to English songs, much to my dad's dismay, who said don't neglect Malay song, unfortunately, they don't appeal to me, except for Siti Nurhaliza and Amy Mastura and KRU.Shit, it's like getting in a Pensieve, like in Harry Potter, where you can delve into other peoples memory. Looking back, I was a happy, pudgy kid. I was hit with the girls back then. Moderately intelligent, a teachers pet, mischievous, I wan like a mix of everything. These songs are actually like chapters in my Life I've been listening to spark the long lost memory of being a kid. Listening to pop songs made me Happy, singing your guts out, dancing like drunken strippers, swaying hips here and there. I had that stint where I was afraid I'm gay or something, so I manned myself to like girls and success I achieved. it was great to flirt at the age of 12. Singing to girls was my specialty back then. They all blushed and ran away. I know, it was corny as fuck, singing to girls, holding flowers. Shit that was embarrassing as heck.
It all started in the early 90's, like in 1992, I was 3 years old. The first song I can remember is Enter Sandman, Metallica. It was a hit, and Nirvana wasthe King of 90's, conquering Generation X like a hurricane. I memorized songs when I was 3, like Enter Sandman and Lithium. 3 years old, people think kids that age only knows nursery rhymes. Fast forward to primary school, I ruled the singing stage, like Rachel in GLEE, well, NOT like Rachel, but I just love to sing, everythime there's free time, I sing alone or with someone. Serenading to girls, I was quite a charmer at that time. Hehe, stupid things boys do to impress girls.
I freakin' miss those times. I just wanna break out into a song in public and sing it to her, like Blaine did in episode 12 Season 2 of GLEE at The Gap. OK, enough GLEE references. I wanna be that kid again, brave, shameless, doing things that he thinks is right to impress girls. I'd give my heart and soul to God to turn back time and relive those memorable primary school days. I thought back then, what I want to be when I grow up, a teacher asked me, I want to be in a boyband, sing like KRU and Backstreet Boys. the teacher laughed and everyone else. That made me think back after that. Innocent and Naive... Cool right?
So, listening to the songs, it evokes that happiness, it lowers my Blood Pressure, and gave me wet dreams along the way. Well, it's a short entry, just wanna express it, coz I've been breaking balls since last night, jigsaw puzzling my thesis chapter 2, Literature Review. So, until next time, dear readers, Goodbye, see you people again, and Wassalam. Rizalinium has been awfully quite these days. he hasn't syrfaced for over a month. He is like, my dark muse to write a blog. That's why I've lost my finesse, but when he's gone, I feel relieved he doesn't mess my head with carzy notions and ideas. OK, enough chitter chatter. Goodbye, again, and again, Wassalam...
Friday, 25 February 2011
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
Gossip: Dangerous.
GOSSIP:
Y'know, people making false accusation are just the biggest bunch of losers and punk ass idiots who deserves to be burned alive. I freakin' hate people who GOSSIP. XOXO, Gossip Girl my ASS. Not to say about the percentage of the truth that comes from gossip, but almost all of it are lies just to sensationalize some half-baked story and blowing it all out of proportion. To be the center of gossip, and being alienated because of these vicious gossip is hurtful and can destroy one's self-esteem and pride. I don't know what kind of pleasure they get from spreading lies about someone else. I won't say that only girls are the biggest percentage who does this, but all of us, albeit MAN or WOMAN gossip like hell. It's easy, just say something scandalous to someone who can't keep a secret to save his soul and it will spread like wildfire. The gossip will become more and more ugly as it us passed one from one to the other. People nowadays just swallow any shit spewing out of these LIARS coz they don't think it through. They only use their ninny-brain head and weak common sense and bad judgment alongside with first bad impression thinking. This is killing the bond that all of us are trying to strengthen. we are only weakening it more and more. It destroys marriage, friendships, it creates war, hostilities among two parties.
I'm saying this in general because it is happening everywhere. The world is running through gossip. Tabloids, media with full power that can put stories without finding out if it's true or false. It shatters even the most powerful people in the world. Gossip has seeped in our vein, like blood, it thickens and stains even the most innocent into a gossip monger. What I can deduce from my observation, when something good happens, the hype only lasts like, two weeks or so and will quickly disappear like wind. Gossip, I tell you, will circulate like wheels on a car, recycled into something absurd and will stick in your head for years. The affected party will be in scrutiny for something that is simply a bad move into a full scale attack by gossip mongers. To shorten it, LIES spread faster and effectively than TRUTH.It evokes anger and dissatisfaction by all. It is easy to show anger than compassion. Sympathy, humm... You won't see em' it gossip. People will bash and bash and bash until you want to see that someone lying in a pool of blood. To add injury, you burn em' or break his bones. This is spoken figuratively, but that is how it feels. Being a celebrity, times it to millions. The whole world will know, no thanks to the media. They even make a show for gossip and tabloid news. We also have newspaper about it. Can't you see the aftermath of it when something that personal is shown publicly? We laugh and talk about it for years until our grandchildren knows about it. If you think virus is dangerous, why can't we see that gossip is much, much more dangerous. it is worse than a pandemic like H1N1, SARS, and AIDS/HIV. We see those because it takes lives, but we don't sympathize those who are hurt inside. Their, mind, body and soul constantly attacked. We all suffer at least once by gossip flu or fever, except that this flu/fever is hard to cure. It takes time to heal. It is hard for people to look at you the same, forever scorned, a soiled dove, freak. If we brand serial killers as monsters, look at yourself first. if you are a gossip monger, you are the worst type of people in the world. You might as well be murderers, because the punishment is Death. It's funny that those who initiate lies aren't punished, but will be told off and warned. We only see physical harm as the most foul crime. I can't believe that we, people that embrace religion, any religion that teaches us that we must be friends will all, succumb to cutting ties with someone by creating gossip. What is the point in having a religion if you don't apply what you learn from it. Wait, I don't need to say religion as an excuse, coz actually it is common sense, right? Do you like people that trash about you? No, right? So, why do it? Do you need to be provoked or be the victim to know how it feels? Gossip is actually a rich people hobby. it is then infected to the middle class and then the lower class people. It is meant to bring down people sp those at the top falls down. then the middle will move at the top, the lower class moves to the middle and those at the top will seek revenge, being at the lower class, spreads more lies at the middle and top class. It rotates, it eats inside a hierarchy of the basic human organization. Gossip (Lies) is indeed the most potent virus that infects us without us knowing it, and the only cure is like a drug rehab. Withdrawal is most painful. Shivering, vomiting, migraine, and occasionally black out coz it is hard to stop.
Why do people gossip? JEALOUSY. Can't elaborate it anymore. Use your head. Link and connect this and that, and you'll know. I'm typing this because I am also infected. I am once the center of gossip. I recognize the symptoms and trying to find the cure. it is hard to stop. At least I have the guts to stop. Those out there who likes to gossip. PLEASE S.T.O.P. You get nothing from it. Like always, I'll stop here, for you to think very, very thoroughly about this problem which is infecting us worldwide. Get help, there are people who can help you to overcome this disease. If you feel you have this problem, I can slightly help you. I'm no expert, but any help is good help, right? I'll back off now. Thanks for reading. see you next time. Goodbye and wassalam...
Y'know, people making false accusation are just the biggest bunch of losers and punk ass idiots who deserves to be burned alive. I freakin' hate people who GOSSIP. XOXO, Gossip Girl my ASS. Not to say about the percentage of the truth that comes from gossip, but almost all of it are lies just to sensationalize some half-baked story and blowing it all out of proportion. To be the center of gossip, and being alienated because of these vicious gossip is hurtful and can destroy one's self-esteem and pride. I don't know what kind of pleasure they get from spreading lies about someone else. I won't say that only girls are the biggest percentage who does this, but all of us, albeit MAN or WOMAN gossip like hell. It's easy, just say something scandalous to someone who can't keep a secret to save his soul and it will spread like wildfire. The gossip will become more and more ugly as it us passed one from one to the other. People nowadays just swallow any shit spewing out of these LIARS coz they don't think it through. They only use their ninny-brain head and weak common sense and bad judgment alongside with first bad impression thinking. This is killing the bond that all of us are trying to strengthen. we are only weakening it more and more. It destroys marriage, friendships, it creates war, hostilities among two parties.
I'm saying this in general because it is happening everywhere. The world is running through gossip. Tabloids, media with full power that can put stories without finding out if it's true or false. It shatters even the most powerful people in the world. Gossip has seeped in our vein, like blood, it thickens and stains even the most innocent into a gossip monger. What I can deduce from my observation, when something good happens, the hype only lasts like, two weeks or so and will quickly disappear like wind. Gossip, I tell you, will circulate like wheels on a car, recycled into something absurd and will stick in your head for years. The affected party will be in scrutiny for something that is simply a bad move into a full scale attack by gossip mongers. To shorten it, LIES spread faster and effectively than TRUTH.It evokes anger and dissatisfaction by all. It is easy to show anger than compassion. Sympathy, humm... You won't see em' it gossip. People will bash and bash and bash until you want to see that someone lying in a pool of blood. To add injury, you burn em' or break his bones. This is spoken figuratively, but that is how it feels. Being a celebrity, times it to millions. The whole world will know, no thanks to the media. They even make a show for gossip and tabloid news. We also have newspaper about it. Can't you see the aftermath of it when something that personal is shown publicly? We laugh and talk about it for years until our grandchildren knows about it. If you think virus is dangerous, why can't we see that gossip is much, much more dangerous. it is worse than a pandemic like H1N1, SARS, and AIDS/HIV. We see those because it takes lives, but we don't sympathize those who are hurt inside. Their, mind, body and soul constantly attacked. We all suffer at least once by gossip flu or fever, except that this flu/fever is hard to cure. It takes time to heal. It is hard for people to look at you the same, forever scorned, a soiled dove, freak. If we brand serial killers as monsters, look at yourself first. if you are a gossip monger, you are the worst type of people in the world. You might as well be murderers, because the punishment is Death. It's funny that those who initiate lies aren't punished, but will be told off and warned. We only see physical harm as the most foul crime. I can't believe that we, people that embrace religion, any religion that teaches us that we must be friends will all, succumb to cutting ties with someone by creating gossip. What is the point in having a religion if you don't apply what you learn from it. Wait, I don't need to say religion as an excuse, coz actually it is common sense, right? Do you like people that trash about you? No, right? So, why do it? Do you need to be provoked or be the victim to know how it feels? Gossip is actually a rich people hobby. it is then infected to the middle class and then the lower class people. It is meant to bring down people sp those at the top falls down. then the middle will move at the top, the lower class moves to the middle and those at the top will seek revenge, being at the lower class, spreads more lies at the middle and top class. It rotates, it eats inside a hierarchy of the basic human organization. Gossip (Lies) is indeed the most potent virus that infects us without us knowing it, and the only cure is like a drug rehab. Withdrawal is most painful. Shivering, vomiting, migraine, and occasionally black out coz it is hard to stop.
Why do people gossip? JEALOUSY. Can't elaborate it anymore. Use your head. Link and connect this and that, and you'll know. I'm typing this because I am also infected. I am once the center of gossip. I recognize the symptoms and trying to find the cure. it is hard to stop. At least I have the guts to stop. Those out there who likes to gossip. PLEASE S.T.O.P. You get nothing from it. Like always, I'll stop here, for you to think very, very thoroughly about this problem which is infecting us worldwide. Get help, there are people who can help you to overcome this disease. If you feel you have this problem, I can slightly help you. I'm no expert, but any help is good help, right? I'll back off now. Thanks for reading. see you next time. Goodbye and wassalam...
Wednesday, 22 December 2010
Find Me In The Darkness, My Eye Can See Y.O.U...
I speak in the absence of light, I reside where the light never exist. You may find me in a blind state of oppressed freedom. I see not your physical presence, but your black heart. I smell the fire that is waiting to burn your skin to crisp. I can touch the sins that is residing in your soul. I can taste the bitterness of your emotions, the rage and anger that is bursting like a volcano. Earthquakes that is happening because of our own faults, we are expanding and it is almost time for us to burst in a splatter of blood. You dare question the authority of God? We are not an evolution, but a creation. The darkness consumes the happiness and feeds fear into our mouths. They rape you in the mind, torture what is left, bringing the soul to despair and shock.
Can you not SEE it now?
You do not need eyes to see what is plainly seen in our hearts. You only chose to blacken it with what you feel is soothing, bu it also kills you slowly. Nothing is what it seems, only what they want you to see. You are fooled by what you see with your own eyes. Your true guide is God, and your heart is the mediator. You are blinded in what they give you, ruining your sight in achieving the eternal light. Blinded by materialism, wealth, and the entertainments that they give you. You can't see through any of it, because you only swallow it whole without question.
And you will SUFFER because of it.
I see you even if I'm blind, to block the invasion of mind. I care not my body rots from the beating, the stabs, the corrosion, and the degeneration. My heart may be stained, but it can still see what they trow at me. I am not a hero to be worshiped, only a lucky soul that saw it accidentally. The world if the Devil's Playground, we are mere playthings to them. They make us see what is wrong is actually right, and what is right is actually wrong.
Your SOUL will pay the price.
The lies they tell you is nothing more than a far fetched idiocy that is cooked up so you will believe it without any proof. It is proven because if one is powerful enough to convince others. Power is everything, those who possess it. Beware, it poisons the soul. That is why it is practiced with caution.
I leave you with this warning, beware of the Liars, the Haters, and the Politicians. May God Be With You to Protect You From Harm. Goodbye and Salaam...
Can you not SEE it now?
You do not need eyes to see what is plainly seen in our hearts. You only chose to blacken it with what you feel is soothing, bu it also kills you slowly. Nothing is what it seems, only what they want you to see. You are fooled by what you see with your own eyes. Your true guide is God, and your heart is the mediator. You are blinded in what they give you, ruining your sight in achieving the eternal light. Blinded by materialism, wealth, and the entertainments that they give you. You can't see through any of it, because you only swallow it whole without question.
And you will SUFFER because of it.
I see you even if I'm blind, to block the invasion of mind. I care not my body rots from the beating, the stabs, the corrosion, and the degeneration. My heart may be stained, but it can still see what they trow at me. I am not a hero to be worshiped, only a lucky soul that saw it accidentally. The world if the Devil's Playground, we are mere playthings to them. They make us see what is wrong is actually right, and what is right is actually wrong.
Your SOUL will pay the price.
The lies they tell you is nothing more than a far fetched idiocy that is cooked up so you will believe it without any proof. It is proven because if one is powerful enough to convince others. Power is everything, those who possess it. Beware, it poisons the soul. That is why it is practiced with caution.
I leave you with this warning, beware of the Liars, the Haters, and the Politicians. May God Be With You to Protect You From Harm. Goodbye and Salaam...
Monday, 6 December 2010
Short Story of Maal Hijrah...
HISTORY of Maal Hijrah
Maal Hijrah is a significant day for Muslims as it marks two significant events happened in the history of Islam. First, to commemorate the migration of Prophet Muhammad from the city of Mecca to Medina in 622 AD, and second, it is a religious day in which Muslims held prayers at mosques across the country. Day of Awal Muharram Maal Hijrah or a public holiday in Malaysia and is the beginning of the migration of Muslims.
THE STORY
PROPHET MUHAMMAD (PBUH) was 40 years old when the angel Gabriel (as) visited him while he was in Hira Cave. Gabriel told the Prophet Muhammad, he was appointed by God as a messenger to all mankind. Initially, the Prophet is to introduce Islam to the closest friends and members of his family. When he received an order from God to preach publicly, and he immediately comply.
He gathered some followers in Mecca. Likewise, a small group of Muslims were exposed to the deadly threat of the infidels, especially the Quraish, who punished them severely. To avoid such threats, the Prophet ordered his followers to come out from Mecca secretly for Medina (then known as Yathrib). Those who were rejected by their family left, leavibg their possessions and were greeted warmly by the people of Medina. One day in 622M, which is about 12 years after preaching in Mecca, the Prophet was told he was going to be killed by the Quraish people at his home. He waited an order from Allah SWT. Angel Gabriel (as) met him to tell him that God instructed him to leave Medina at night. Following that, he found good friends Abu Bakar as-Siddiq (ra) and asked her to accompany him in his journey.
He also said he plans to Ali bin Abi Talib (ra). He told her: "I'm going to emigrate, but you have to take my place at home." Ali (ra) without much question of obeying the request of the Prophet (SAW) despite the danger it is exposed. That night, a group of Quraish surrounded the house of the Prophet (PBUH). Peeped through a hole in the door, they saw someone sleeping on the bed of the Prophet (PBUH). They are so confident that He can not escape, and they can kill him. When the dawn, they were surprised to see Ali (as) and not the Prophet (PBUH) was getting out of bed. They are dumb-founded to think when the Prophet (PBUH) out of the house. The Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr (as) out of Mecca on the same night. No one knows the direction of their destination and no one knows their hiding place except Abdullah and the children of Abu Bakar, Aisha and Asma.
The Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr hid in a cave on Mount Thaur. For three days they were in the cave. When the Quraysh approached the cave to find the Prophet (PBUH), but they did not enter. They believe the Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr (as) is not in the cave because it is covered by a spider web of yarn and a pair of doves. God help these two people, protecting them from harm. Quraish group then left the cave and agree to return to Makkah. After that, PROPHET (PBUH) and Abu Bakar (as) continued their journey by riding a camel which was driven by a servant named Abdullah.
The three of them used an unknown route to Medina to avoid the hunters Quraish. They passed through the mountains, hills, overcoming the scorching hot sun but they never give up. They put all his trust in Allah Almighty. Meanwhile, the Quraish in Makkah more upset with the loss of the Prophet (PBUH). They offer money to anyone who can catch the Prophet (PBUH). Many tried their luck, but all failed miserably. Finally, with the protection of Allah, the Prophet (PBUH) and his companions arrived, greeted by the Bani Sabin, who welcomed them with joy. After a long time, the Prophet (PBUH) and his friends feel the presence of the end of hope for the future.
Even the new people of Medina that embraced Islam were glad to see the Prophet (PBUH).Clearly, before the arrival of the Prophet in Medina, Islam is increasingly strong in the new place, something that did not happen while he was in Mecca. Then on Monday 8th Rabiulawal equivalent 20 September 622M, the Prophet (PBUH) finally arrived in Quba, Medina boundaries and really get into the city of Medina on 12 Rabiulawal, Friday and the first Friday Prayers in the village of Bani Amar. All Muslims came out to greet him. Beginning from that, the Prophet (SAW) began to build an Islamic state, which turns out to be magnificent. He fosters brotherhood among Muslims and urged them to uphold that right and follow the commands of Allah SWT.The effect of the migration of the Prophet (PBUH) from Mecca to Medina is an important note that Muslims make of this historic event as the beginning of the Islamic calendar.
Maal Hijrah is a significant day for Muslims as it marks two significant events happened in the history of Islam. First, to commemorate the migration of Prophet Muhammad from the city of Mecca to Medina in 622 AD, and second, it is a religious day in which Muslims held prayers at mosques across the country. Day of Awal Muharram Maal Hijrah or a public holiday in Malaysia and is the beginning of the migration of Muslims.
THE STORY
PROPHET MUHAMMAD (PBUH) was 40 years old when the angel Gabriel (as) visited him while he was in Hira Cave. Gabriel told the Prophet Muhammad, he was appointed by God as a messenger to all mankind. Initially, the Prophet is to introduce Islam to the closest friends and members of his family. When he received an order from God to preach publicly, and he immediately comply.
He gathered some followers in Mecca. Likewise, a small group of Muslims were exposed to the deadly threat of the infidels, especially the Quraish, who punished them severely. To avoid such threats, the Prophet ordered his followers to come out from Mecca secretly for Medina (then known as Yathrib). Those who were rejected by their family left, leavibg their possessions and were greeted warmly by the people of Medina. One day in 622M, which is about 12 years after preaching in Mecca, the Prophet was told he was going to be killed by the Quraish people at his home. He waited an order from Allah SWT. Angel Gabriel (as) met him to tell him that God instructed him to leave Medina at night. Following that, he found good friends Abu Bakar as-Siddiq (ra) and asked her to accompany him in his journey.
He also said he plans to Ali bin Abi Talib (ra). He told her: "I'm going to emigrate, but you have to take my place at home." Ali (ra) without much question of obeying the request of the Prophet (SAW) despite the danger it is exposed. That night, a group of Quraish surrounded the house of the Prophet (PBUH). Peeped through a hole in the door, they saw someone sleeping on the bed of the Prophet (PBUH). They are so confident that He can not escape, and they can kill him. When the dawn, they were surprised to see Ali (as) and not the Prophet (PBUH) was getting out of bed. They are dumb-founded to think when the Prophet (PBUH) out of the house. The Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr (as) out of Mecca on the same night. No one knows the direction of their destination and no one knows their hiding place except Abdullah and the children of Abu Bakar, Aisha and Asma.
The Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr hid in a cave on Mount Thaur. For three days they were in the cave. When the Quraysh approached the cave to find the Prophet (PBUH), but they did not enter. They believe the Prophet (PBUH) and Abu Bakr (as) is not in the cave because it is covered by a spider web of yarn and a pair of doves. God help these two people, protecting them from harm. Quraish group then left the cave and agree to return to Makkah. After that, PROPHET (PBUH) and Abu Bakar (as) continued their journey by riding a camel which was driven by a servant named Abdullah.
The three of them used an unknown route to Medina to avoid the hunters Quraish. They passed through the mountains, hills, overcoming the scorching hot sun but they never give up. They put all his trust in Allah Almighty. Meanwhile, the Quraish in Makkah more upset with the loss of the Prophet (PBUH). They offer money to anyone who can catch the Prophet (PBUH). Many tried their luck, but all failed miserably. Finally, with the protection of Allah, the Prophet (PBUH) and his companions arrived, greeted by the Bani Sabin, who welcomed them with joy. After a long time, the Prophet (PBUH) and his friends feel the presence of the end of hope for the future.
Even the new people of Medina that embraced Islam were glad to see the Prophet (PBUH).Clearly, before the arrival of the Prophet in Medina, Islam is increasingly strong in the new place, something that did not happen while he was in Mecca. Then on Monday 8th Rabiulawal equivalent 20 September 622M, the Prophet (PBUH) finally arrived in Quba, Medina boundaries and really get into the city of Medina on 12 Rabiulawal, Friday and the first Friday Prayers in the village of Bani Amar. All Muslims came out to greet him. Beginning from that, the Prophet (SAW) began to build an Islamic state, which turns out to be magnificent. He fosters brotherhood among Muslims and urged them to uphold that right and follow the commands of Allah SWT.The effect of the migration of the Prophet (PBUH) from Mecca to Medina is an important note that Muslims make of this historic event as the beginning of the Islamic calendar.
Sunday, 5 December 2010
Confesión o Condenación?
Yes, it is Spanish actually. Meaning, "confession or damnation?". The story when put into the real thing can't be swallowed by all people in the world. An honest critique or review itself will bring backlash from people from oppose the statement. THIS IS A FACT. IF we confess to something bad, does it neutralize the punishment we did before it? Is it fair to downplay the punishment because someone confess it? Really? Think about it. The damnation of it. Who gives it the right to make sure a confession it what it all takes for the sins he made which is unforgivable? I can't point out what is the cause of it. You can plead for temporary insanity and get away from doing time locked up in the asylum, too. Well, damn me if I just killed someone in a fit of rage, like a hooligan waving the gun in front of the police, I can plead for insanity? Unbelievable.I can't make out the Law itself we have to abide which really, if we read it word by word, it is opposing what we fought for justice and freedom of our world and planet Earth which God has given us the BRAIN for thinking, so use the damn thing properly. Unless your head is full of air, then you're excluded from this argument. Now I know what those lawyers mean when some crazy dude/dudette kills somebody, you died a wasted death. To sum it up, crazy people have the licence to KILL. Beware when you find them, if they have the intent to kill you, better run for your life. It is true. Many of us feel this is out of hand, and needs to be stopped. Can it get any worse than this? I think it can. Nobody is going anything to stop it, so we just have to get along with it. Argh! So fucking annying when someone says that even to myself. Just have to get along with it. If it's wrong then why aren't we doing something? Pleading for leniency and granted even the crime itself is BAD, murder most foul, and you get away with, what, 10 years in jail? does that equate to the loss of a son/daughter/husband/wife/father/mother, and after 10 years, what? They come skipping out of prison, being a better man/woman? Fuck that. This is getting out of hand, no wonder people aren't afraid to commit crimes nowadays. Just want to say it. At least the title is in Spanish. I'll back off and make way for other happy things, or two. I'll be back when I want to be back. Goodbye and wassalam...
Friday, 3 December 2010
The Ideal Bride...
Haha, you know I'll type this shit, out of spite just to make you guys annoyed with me talking more about, well, holy matrimony.The title is taken from Stephanie Laurens' book, The Ideal Bride, which I think is what I've been thinking for the past 3 months or so. Ok, let us jump to the main point of this entry. So, here it goes...
Ok, what do I seek in my future wife? Well, she must be an intelligent, brave, hardy woman, who can take up a good debate that shows she is an independent woman. Also, she must be sweet and supple, who appreciates my humor, my views and isn't blindly loyal to me. She must speak fluent English, so, yeah, sorry gals-who-can't-speak-English, not interested, no matter how beautiful you are. I need a woman who can take care of a group, a brood of our own, who isn't a loner, but someone who enjoys company, and little children. I find it distasteful those who hates children. Damn them... Someone who is consenting in ,umm... quenching my sexual favors. Someone who is not afraid to do new things, albeit it is kinky or not. An added bonus, but it doesn't affect my views, if you are "bendy" and love to dance..... on a stripper pole... Hehehe, me and my perverseness.
Enough of that, someone who has a complete grasps in general knowledge about the world, religious but not that pious, only those who remember that God still exist and you do Gods' bidding, then you're on the GREEN ZONE, someone who reads, THAT is a BIG PLUS for me. I'm a bibliophile, so, we could have ourselves a "private book club", eh? ;-) I also like a woman who is a good listener, a sympathetic hugger like me. I'm trying not to be biased in looks, but I prefer someone who is pleasant to look upon, not saying she needs to be beautiful like a celebrity, but at least she doesn't look like a trollop. Ah, that reminds me, even if I'm a bit perverted, I can control, I don't like bold women who is outdoing herself and making her look like a fool in winning me, like doing something stupid. I just want a simple girl who is content with her life. If the lady in question likes travelling, yes, you are on my zone.
I like to travel. I always save some money and travel overseas, preferably in Europe, like England, Holland and France. She must be a hardy woman, who can go anywhere, adapt the lifestyle I live. I forgot, you my future wife, will have to go to the Philippines, coz my mother's family lives there, and I always go there. So, brace yourself, my dear. I'm a normal, average guy who just wants any other normal, average guys want. A normal life, Don't bring anything frivolous or anything over the top in my Life.It defeats the purpose of having a peaceful family.
My future wife at least must know how to drive well, and works. I sincerely don't want a young housewife yet. I want you to experience working life until you are settled in being a full time housewife. She also must be an exceptional hostess, who knows at least basics of how to manage an event like an open house. She must be sociable and not just a woman is quiet and sits on the corner listen to others. I'll be glad to help to make her at least sociable.
You see, I'm a helpful person, any problems you see here, if you feel overwhelmed, I'll always be there for you, guiding you all the way to success. Finance, sensitive topic for me. I may be indulgent, but don't test my patience about spending money. I may give you the power to control the money and credit cards, but I will control what needs o be bought and what is a necessity and a luxury. No point arguing that, I stand and won't budge on that matter.
What to expect from me? Well, right now being not married, I can be a bit naughty to girls, but when the time comes, I'll try my best to be faithful. I will be the willing guide, helping us to build a family. Any problems, like having our first baby, we'll learn together how to overcome it. I'll be a happy father and a loving husband. I'm an old fashioned and I follow rules. So, I will follow by the Islamic ways. Don't let anyone come in, especially men if you are alone in the house, tell me where you are going. Never venture off anywhere without me knowing it. I also want to do umrah and hadj at an early age, so save money so we can do it as soon as we can.
To summarize it,be nice to me, and I will be many many times nicer to you. However, you piss me off, and my temper flare as fast as lightning. I have a bad temper, so don't tempt me, OK, I don't wanna be a jerk who is angry all the time. If you know my feelings, then there's a slim chance you'll be getting a tongue-lashing. I, will try and not make you mad, but only madly in love with me... Heheheh.... Am I asking a lot? Nah, I know women nowadays are bright and intelligent, so all those things are just too easy for you. I believe in you. So, I'll leave, make peace with people, and start making myself presentable to myself. Get it?? See ya next time, folks. Peace out and wassalam...
Ok, what do I seek in my future wife? Well, she must be an intelligent, brave, hardy woman, who can take up a good debate that shows she is an independent woman. Also, she must be sweet and supple, who appreciates my humor, my views and isn't blindly loyal to me. She must speak fluent English, so, yeah, sorry gals-who-can't-speak-English, not interested, no matter how beautiful you are. I need a woman who can take care of a group, a brood of our own, who isn't a loner, but someone who enjoys company, and little children. I find it distasteful those who hates children. Damn them... Someone who is consenting in ,umm... quenching my sexual favors. Someone who is not afraid to do new things, albeit it is kinky or not. An added bonus, but it doesn't affect my views, if you are "bendy" and love to dance..... on a stripper pole... Hehehe, me and my perverseness.
Enough of that, someone who has a complete grasps in general knowledge about the world, religious but not that pious, only those who remember that God still exist and you do Gods' bidding, then you're on the GREEN ZONE, someone who reads, THAT is a BIG PLUS for me. I'm a bibliophile, so, we could have ourselves a "private book club", eh? ;-) I also like a woman who is a good listener, a sympathetic hugger like me. I'm trying not to be biased in looks, but I prefer someone who is pleasant to look upon, not saying she needs to be beautiful like a celebrity, but at least she doesn't look like a trollop. Ah, that reminds me, even if I'm a bit perverted, I can control, I don't like bold women who is outdoing herself and making her look like a fool in winning me, like doing something stupid. I just want a simple girl who is content with her life. If the lady in question likes travelling, yes, you are on my zone.
I like to travel. I always save some money and travel overseas, preferably in Europe, like England, Holland and France. She must be a hardy woman, who can go anywhere, adapt the lifestyle I live. I forgot, you my future wife, will have to go to the Philippines, coz my mother's family lives there, and I always go there. So, brace yourself, my dear. I'm a normal, average guy who just wants any other normal, average guys want. A normal life, Don't bring anything frivolous or anything over the top in my Life.It defeats the purpose of having a peaceful family.
My future wife at least must know how to drive well, and works. I sincerely don't want a young housewife yet. I want you to experience working life until you are settled in being a full time housewife. She also must be an exceptional hostess, who knows at least basics of how to manage an event like an open house. She must be sociable and not just a woman is quiet and sits on the corner listen to others. I'll be glad to help to make her at least sociable.
You see, I'm a helpful person, any problems you see here, if you feel overwhelmed, I'll always be there for you, guiding you all the way to success. Finance, sensitive topic for me. I may be indulgent, but don't test my patience about spending money. I may give you the power to control the money and credit cards, but I will control what needs o be bought and what is a necessity and a luxury. No point arguing that, I stand and won't budge on that matter.
What to expect from me? Well, right now being not married, I can be a bit naughty to girls, but when the time comes, I'll try my best to be faithful. I will be the willing guide, helping us to build a family. Any problems, like having our first baby, we'll learn together how to overcome it. I'll be a happy father and a loving husband. I'm an old fashioned and I follow rules. So, I will follow by the Islamic ways. Don't let anyone come in, especially men if you are alone in the house, tell me where you are going. Never venture off anywhere without me knowing it. I also want to do umrah and hadj at an early age, so save money so we can do it as soon as we can.
To summarize it,be nice to me, and I will be many many times nicer to you. However, you piss me off, and my temper flare as fast as lightning. I have a bad temper, so don't tempt me, OK, I don't wanna be a jerk who is angry all the time. If you know my feelings, then there's a slim chance you'll be getting a tongue-lashing. I, will try and not make you mad, but only madly in love with me... Heheheh.... Am I asking a lot? Nah, I know women nowadays are bright and intelligent, so all those things are just too easy for you. I believe in you. So, I'll leave, make peace with people, and start making myself presentable to myself. Get it?? See ya next time, folks. Peace out and wassalam...
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