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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Don't be scared of the dark....

Humans are scared of the unknown, that is a given.  That is why most of us are scared of the dark.  When we are in the dark, we are left alone with our imagination.  You know what they say about having a good imagination.  Fear, is a price you have to pay for having a vivid imagination. 

This is not about a ghost story.  No.  This is scarier than that.  This is a story about fear you are left with when you are left in the dark.  Sometimes, when you sight senses are blocked, you reduce distractions to the mind and the mind can occasionally be pretty mean when left alone with you in the dark.  It taunts you with feeling of insecurity, unhappiness but mostly, loneliness. 

Maybe that is why many people suffer when a relationship ends without closure.  You are left in the dark, with assumptions and questions pounding your mind, ricocheting. 

Sometimes I would lie in the dark and imagine what it would be like when one dies.  I would wonder, if I die tomorrow, who would miss me.  Did I prove myself worthy enough as a human being for another human being to actually miss me?  I mean, miss me as a person, not what I can do for them.
 
When I lie in the dark, sometimes I am left with the thoughts that I try to push away by keeping busy in the daylight, only to have them boomerang back when I lie there in the dark, staring at the ceiling. 

But there is something that happens when you lie in bed alone in the dark.  You realize, that if you do not panic when the lights go off, and keep still for a while, your eyes will somehow adjust to the darkness, and suddenly, as you roll your eyeballs about their sockets, slowly and insidiously, you will notice that even in the dark, you will begin to visualize what is around you.  If you wait a little more, you will soon realize, that even in the dark, you are not completely blinded.  

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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

This thing called "Trouble"....

I keep saying that I missed the days when “gay” use to simply mean “happy”, without violent demonstrations attached to that. Even love for that matter. It is difficult to define “Love” per se but when we manage to do so, it is associated with many events that relates to good feeling between humans. Today, “Love” is simply known as “trouble”.

Ever wonder why relationships are so screwed up nowadays? It is because humans do not decipher the third Newton Law that states, “Every action has its reaction”. We put in a set of action and anticipate an almost impossible outcome that defies mathematical probability and actually become bewildered when this “unexpected outcome” boomerangs its way back to us. In life, this is called simply, “cause and effect”. So basically, screwed up relationships are by choice not so much by chance. Here’s a simple rule of thumb; You can pray all you want to God, but unless you are in a zero gravity situation, you jump down, you fall, you don’t float.

Men and women of today, in majority, have probably lost recognition of love even when it punches them right on the nose making it bleed. The Adrenalin that is the by-product of love use to make our hearts flutter, if not skip a beat or give us the palpitations. Nowadays, it is used to gear our body up for the “
flight and fight” response. We choose romance over the real thing because sometimes, the real thing does not present itself the way love stories do. We submit to mere physical attraction, chemistry, our plans for the future for our partner to fit into it, fit it into our own frame of time and future plans and not only call it “love”, but we have even mastered a way to convince ourselves that this is indeed, love.

No drama no fun. Maybe subconsciously, we do not want the real thing, despite us keep saying it. Because being able to identify the real thing too soon may mean the end of future romances. Where is the fun in that? And yet, we avow that we are looking for the real thing. Maybe we want to have the real thing but at our preferred time. Here’s flash news folks; love does not wait for your time, and you don’t get to choose who you love, if you are talking about “the real thing”. Just say we want to satisfy our sexual desires, our crave for romance, call it anything but don’t call it “love”. Bon Jovi will be screaming, “You give love a bad name” and for once, I will not mind the noise.

Little do we realize, that love can sometimes come slowly, and unlikely. For some of us, we prefer drama as a form of marketing for love. Why do you think Romantic Comedies are so in today? I am guilty as charged. I love Romantic Comedies because I love fantasy. But unlike some delusional audience, when I push the “Stop” button on my remote control, I get to go back to reality and know that the reason why those dramas happened in those movies are because it hardly happen in real life and that is why love stories like that are made into movies because if it happens in real life, it won’t be something special to make a movie out of it. That is why our grandparents survive longevity in relationships, they don’t play Romantic Comedy back then, be it on or off the black and white TV.

I use to laugh and tell my guy buddy, “If you’re looking for a soul mate, look into her soul because it’s not on her tits, where your eyes laze”

Life is funny. No wait, it’s not life that is funny. The people of this millennium are. In today’s so called “love” scene, it is easier to secure a relationship when your motive is anything other than offering sincere god honest love. What happened to "through thick and thin"? What happened to loyalty? Faith? Honesty? Sincerity?

What had happened to us? Could it be that we have become too damaged, too cynical and probably too jaded from past relationships that when we are finally offered simple straightforward love on a platter, they think it is some kind of a trick of sort, God is playing on us. And we will start looking for some kind of hidden camera from some bad reality TV show. It’s like love isn’t love unless you get to play “hide and seek” or “dog catches cat”, whatever. Why bitches gets the guys is because they comprehend the animalistic preying nature of men and are good at playing and manipulation these games, the game of love and guys dig it. And it’s vice versa.

Here’s a question. After all that drama, that hide and seek, that dog catches cat games, and finally both parties end up together, what next? Are we going to cherish the relationship because it was a trophy to be celebrated or because the person standing in front of you is worthy of your love and you are worthy of his/hers? Can’t we just develop the ability to identify love, without all that games we play? If love is just a game for two, is it a competition for one to win or both winning?

I guess, in a relationship, it depends on what you are looking for? If you are looking for romance, then it is easy. If you are looking for casual sex, the modern time “Touch and Go” style is so ample, you can even have fuck buddies on your speed dial. But if you are looking for “the real thing”, now this requires something else, which none of us really have a clue of. They say that a journey to a thousand miles begin with the first step. In this day and age where we are distracted by many things that hinders us from the path of finding true love, (mostly us as the hindering factor) if we are looking for “the real thing”, maybe the first step to this long and winding journey would be asking ourselves and answering in all honesty, “Are we looking for true love, or what are we truly looking for?”

The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"
Enjoy Nat King Cole's "Nature Boy"....



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Saturday, April 7, 2012

When I look back on my ordinary ordinary life.....

I was flipping through my latest album, compilation of pictures I took from my recent holiday, with my new DSLR. I stumbled upon other albums in this tedious process and this ended up with me browsing through the old photographs. Jamie Cullum's song accompanied my mind as I flipped through the pages of the album; the part where he sang,

"When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic though I missed it at the time".

It is so true. Photographs can be an evidence of how we sometimes take life for granted. Friends who we promised to keep in touch but somehow rather did not manage to do so, due to the paths in life we have taken that had kept us busy and out of each others way. Some of them in the pictures looked happy beside me and we swore that we will never let that euphoric fire of friendship dims let alone die. It's amazing how sometimes, we make promises we know deep down we will never keep, even as we hear our mouth muttering the very words of "let's keep in touch".

Boyfriend who have better relationship in the future as your ex boyfriend. Your child who you thought will never grow taller than you. Your pet that taught you that although cats have nine lives, not necessarily it means the rest of the 8 will be with you.

The fashion back then that makes you go..."what the.....". I think Alleycats did not change their fashion simply because they did not have the time to look back on their earlier photos, but their vocals made up for that.

Alleycats dulu....


Alleycats, sekarang....well, not exactly, may you rest in peace Logan...



The same goes with some tunes. Just like the photos they have the power to transport you back in time into the corners of your mind, into memory-ville..

Alas! Life is short. And as we grow older, we loose some friends along to the way to the natural process of the universe; death, sickness. Only when I look back at those photos I wonder, what happened to the magic of friendship? Have materialism engulfed the simple need for companionship?

Does it have to be that way? Or is it best that we go our own separate paths and only meet each other during class alumni, of which some may use this as a portal to show off how well they are doing just for that one night?

Then again, when we were kids, we were carefree. As we grow older, we change and although the essence of us may stay eternal, our life style may be a hindering factor of being comfortable with each others' company on day to day basis.

So yes, when I look back at what I thought to be just another day captured by the camera, sometime in the future, I may not have seen it as magical at that moment, the way I see it today. You cannot help but note, that the moment may have stayed eternally frozen in the photograph, but the people in it had long moved on.

I guess that is the beauty of photography......



Her name was written on a photograph,
Right next to her red, sunburnt face,
It all had happened in that long tall grass,
About a mile from her old place,
I can't remember how it started
And if it lasted that day in the sun.

We said that we were going to study hard,
We held our books instead of hands,
She held a blanket over cans of beer,
I can't deny I was so full of fear.

It's just another story caught up
In another photograph I found.
And it seems like another person lived that life A great many years ago from now,

When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.

And there's the first time that I tried that stuff,
I think I look a little green,
I remember throwing up behind a bush,
And I found it hard to use my feet,
And who's that easily led
Little boy who's really off his head?

It was the same night that I kissed that girl,
The tall one with the auburn hair,
I remember laughing coz to kiss me,
She had to sit down on a chair!
She tasted like the schnapps she'd drunk,
And the cigarette she'd stolen from her mum.

And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found.

When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.



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