First week of holiday was spent by sleeping, slacking or a better word, resting, remedials, eating and those little comforts of life. My stomach's grumbling, pleeding for more food to be digested. Hunger and early morning doesn't mix well. I'm so hungry that I could eat a lorry of fried kueh teow. Talking about kueh teow, I'm addicted, yes, addicted. Drugs? Cigarettes? naahhh, kueh teow's way better, haha.








Oh ya, I've watched Shrek 3, 2 times, in a day, friday. That's one long story. Nevermind about that, the movie was laughable, even throughout my 2nd round. It's worth a 2nd round yea... It was sarcastic-ly funny with swaning of those fairytale creatures.. i like. I watched those classical disney movies like Cinderella, Snow white, Sleeping Beauty, Repunzal(is this how you spell it?), Alice in wonderland, etc, and i thought they were descent movies. But after watching Shrek, i pity the villians, for now.






Ermmm, sooooooo, the weekend was spent with my family, helping my grandma, aunty, uncle pack their stuffs. Where to? to the middle east! Arab that is, for pilgrimage or umrah. I saw this few youngsters who were younger than me at the airport. They were heading to arab toooooo. Ahhh, I wanna go toooo. But but the temperature there is about 41 deg c. That's warm, and I'm gonna grow darker than my already-dark skin. I was FAIR, but the sun hated me. But who cares, clensing our sins away and start anew is enough. I shall elaborate more about the accompanying my grandma much later.







I'm laughable currently. I'm so laughable that I could laugh to this joke:





Q:Why did the chicken cross the road?

A:Banana




That's it. It's not an inside joke. It's suppose to be nonsensical and have no link. And that pretty much could tickle me.








I've gotten a sudden urge to touch upon poem-ing, it had been ages. anyways.. here I goo:





Boredom grabbed me to whisper,
"Halt that stare, do something for the better,"
Reality hits me harder,
"As long you're here, I'm your father."
Stop it, I stopped on what I was doing,
Fantasizing, ohh, like that's gonna be something,
Wrist bleed, thoughts hid, and so I did.
Angel, come fly me up there,
I long to see my parents whom I care,
This world had been appreciated yet cruel,
So much horror, so much duels.
And one after another, Death had lost his patience,
He stole their souls, collected them like wealthy merchants,
The future is bright, yet so long and torturous,
There's nothing in store for me, what could be worst?
One by one, soldiers, doctors, patriots are dead,
Why not leave this place and share their same bed,
So, leave me to sleep, I'll wake up to a new dawn,
My life flashes, Angel granted and waved her wand,
And when I woke up, little children playing,
Little ponnies, no one was crying,
Soldiers, doctors, patriots were not suffering,
A sight of my father farming, my mum's singing,
I ran up to them, through this green field,
I was about to touch, and everything were sealed,
My eyes had it second glance,
That was just a dream, a slim chance,
I sat, got up, searched and took a knife,
And so I realise, Death's more beautiful than Life.






Ohhh man. Phew, that was long. I read it once more and I find it too dark and emo. What say you? Well, I was reading through some articles on wars, and it's a painful sight. From Mr.DT, "Since when physical force is a way to solve problem?" Yup, when when? ohh nvm, I gotta thank God that I'm blessed living here, in this civilised country. No wars, no cruel ruling here, just racists. Yea, racists can be dealt with. For everything else, there's Mastercard(hahahaha, I can't help it!)