With a lovin’ ear and a reserved mouth
Sunday, June 22nd, 2008from movie FIGHT CLUB:
Jack: “I don’t know. When people think you are dying, they really listen, instead…”
: “…instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.”
Thanks for listening.
Archive for June, 2008
Happy Birthday Divine!
Saturday, June 21st, 2008
alabyu! Mishu! Mwah!
It’s a funny thing
Wednesday, June 18th, 2008…when people start to guess what’s going with you. They define your mood, even at a certain moment, as if it’s your very identity. Speculation is highly subjective but some people want to pass it as fact when they have others that they can convince of their hypothesis. Though I don’t come clean about this behavior, I too speculate about someone else’s private life. But what can they get from talking about someone else’s situation to others? Is it just so they can have something to say, to talk about? Is it because they’re concerned and want to intervene? Or this major excuse: to tell who you are from their point of view so that you can reflect. The last one can pass up as a good excuse, but what if they’re wrong? And what if, you, the very person they’re talking about is oblivious of the plot?
Its a bullshit behavior but still we all do it. Maybe its human nature.
So for my so-called situation , if there is one, I’ll just keep my mouth shut. Let them guess, let them interpret even my most innocent sigh. it’s fun that way.
Prayer of St. Francis
Saturday, June 14th, 2008 Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace;
Where there is hatred, let me show love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
Thought Balloon: Band of Brothers… “Lord grant that I may not seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; or to be loved, as to love with all my heart”
PISSED OFF
Saturday, June 14th, 2008The point: “Do not judge, or you too will be judge. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judge, and with the measure you use, it will be measure to you. Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out your eye, when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye” (Matthew 7:5-7 NIV).
Humongous thought balloon: Look at YOURSELF first, maybe that’s where the PROBLEM lies in the first place. You keep on complaining that there’s a difficulty handling people around you, but you don’t even consider the fact that WE are having difficulty handling people like you. There’s really no problem until you said that there is! What the hell is wrong with you?! Look. Adjusting can be a long painstaking thing to achieve but nobody said it can’t be done. Good communication is the key. How can you handle people if you can’t even handle the very key to make a relationship - COMMUNICATION.
New Phone: E51
Wednesday, June 11th, 2008 
Bought the phone Monday, Apple announced iPhone 3G Tuesday. Perfect, just perfect timing. But I love the phone. The best phone for its category.
Look it’s me!
Wednesday, June 11th, 2008 
Putangi** yan
Tuesday, June 10th, 2008If you can’t keep things that is suppose to be in strictest confidence, how can i fuckin’ trust you, you faggot?! Tangina yan, I am so disappointed.
EDIT: A Miri May
Wednesday, June 4th, 2008 The two day extravaganza holiday extraordinaire in Miri Sarawak is finally over. We did break the monotony. The whole weekend was filled with shopping, eating and meeting trying to meet rendezvous deadlines. Here’s the juicy story.
3km Queue - The queue is hell. Unbelievably long. Stretches 3km from the border. Our bladders are full, its hot, were hungry, and a bit frustrated because the queue is eating our Miri time. Took us a good hour to pass it.
Wavy road of Miri - and so welcome to Miri. The country greeted us with a wavy road that almost had everybody in the car puke. The emetic road is like an earthquake aftermath that sends our car flying every other meter.
Ba Kuh Teh for lunchie - Now this is delish. Pork in uknown soup. Ha! I have no idea what’s in it but they said its herbal, with ginseng, garlic and such, i dunno. Filled with pig innards and ribs. Really yummy.
Shopping - We started out at Bintang Plaza, then Imperial Mall. Nothing much really cause I wasn’t able to buy anything. The “Red Light District” store is the most interesting store there (better than Optiprimus Apple Store - this place is expensive) with dildos of every shape and sizes and condoms in every brand but then again I still wasn’t able to buy anything. REALLY!
Seafood Galore - Dinner time! I actually enjoyed eating better that shopping in Miri. Crab, Shrimp, Fish, the whole cast of “Little Mermaid” is there, even Ariel Haha.
Cherry Berrie - And so the clubbing. The place is packed with teenagers which sucks. We had 2 pitchers of Carlsberg that made everybody drunk. And my hair smells like cigarettes after. But overall it was fun. Hoorah for hang over!
Drama - Just because of that Ice Blended, that stupid stupid Ice Blended which I didn’t even finish because my throat is aching
3 pcs of Bra - The only decent thing I bought in Miri. Paksyet.
And then we went home… I am so craving for it. Miri was a blast, we’ll definitely come back, but next time its just us, only us!
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