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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Ive been diagnosed guys.



I know why Im so CHUBBY now. Its from Hypertrophy of Buccinator muscle. Why? A condition called

CHRONIC SMILING.





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Monday, June 27, 2011

Pakcik auto tadi malaikat rupenye nak bagi aku pengajaran.



Pakcik auto: U give me extra 10 rupees if i send inside Ramaiah hosp? (senyuman manis)
Me: Oh why? If outside no extra 10 rupees right? I can walk bhaiya no problem (gelak)
Pakcik auto: (turut gelak) Pls bhaiya just 10 rupees (senyuman serious manis)
Me: (tergerak hati) You need money is it?
*dia angguk*
Me: No problem u need money i give. Its only 10 rupees.
*pakcik auto sgt gumbira I bagi 15rupees je lebeh. Puji I baik hati sume.
Me: If you're happy, Im happy bhaiya.
*Masuk kolej amik helmet kuar kolej tetiba dia dtg blk.*
Pakcik auto: I came back, because u left your book on the seat. (senyuman manis)
Me: (pun tersenyum) You see, god has given us a sign. It is the heart that truly matters.
Pakcik auto: (Sage nod)

My last line sgt lame I know but u cant imagine how great it felt to say it and mean it at the same time.



Friday, June 24, 2011

The Community Medicine dudes said this.




There's an important job needed to be done, Everybody was sure that somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but nobody realized that everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that everybody got blamed when nobody did what anybody could have done.














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Monday, June 13, 2011

Some haha's




"Social compulsion + IGNORANCE = more PREGNANCIES" - quote from Shantaram, community medicine teacher.


Hilarity. How can u not love the guy.









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Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Tosai/Dosa epiphany

Happiness in my life is exactly proportionate to how delicious a fermented crepe or pancake made from rice batter is. And right now an order of plain dosa for lunch is an unequaled slice of euphoria.

Happy is a choice. Choose it my friends!
















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Monday, April 18, 2011

..

And if all the world was perfect
I would only ever want to see your scars
You know they can have their universe
We'll be in the dirt designing stars

-So beautiful, Darren Hayes





















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Sunday, March 13, 2011

The nastiest lies

..are the lies we tell ourselves.

They wrap themselves pretty, and we call it hope.

A misconception of whats intended to mean the opposite.

Someday, it drops its facade. Usually in the form of a brick thrown in your face.

I'd prefer the pinch on the arm to snap out of these delusions.

Yen, wake UP!



























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Friday, January 7, 2011

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Free

And on my 10th day being cigarette-free, Ive let go.

Of smoking.


Of my bitterness.



Of my hate.

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Thursday, November 25, 2010

For my brother

This one's for you. One of our favorites back then in New York.
To everyone else, the song is a bit dark so yeah sorry for that lol.
But the song does mean a lot to me and meh bro. ^____^
Staind-Outside







Oh here's the original song:



Lyrics:
And you,
Can bring me to my knees
Again
All the times
That I could beg you please
In vain
All the times
That I felt insecure
For you
And I leave
My burdens at the door

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All the times
That I felt like this won't end
It's for you
And I taste
What I could never have
It was from you
All the times
That I cried
My intentions
Were full of pride
All I waste
More time than anyone

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All the times
That I've cried
All this wasted
It's all inside
And I feel
All this pain
Stuffed it down
It's back again
And I lie
Here in bed
All alone
I can't mend
But I feel
Tomorrow will be okay

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

Monday, November 22, 2010

Forever is a dream. Then again we never stop dreaming.

In an ideal world, we can promise forever to someone.
Heck in this world, you cant even hope for fidelity. Let alone promises of forever.
From what Ive seen, conjugal faithfulness is a joke to most people.
But like Uze said, 30 or 40 years in the future (lets hope we dont have to wait THAT long)
here's to hoping we all find some sort of forever out there.
Because I havent given up yet. Not quite.