~ChEeZyChEdDaRcHeEsE~

Turning slings & arrows of outragoues fortunes into bullets & guns?I’d think Mr Shakespere wud be terribly offended by the use of such un-tragic verbs in the I-love-you-you-love-me-yet-in-the-end-we-both-die drama.We bare withness to the annilhilation of "optimism in love".

Hamlet.Romeo & Juliet.They all died.Perhaps it’s the best way to end a story..just kill off all the main characters.You won’t even be obligated to prepare a sequal.They’d be considered as masterpieces & be appreciated by generations to come;provided that you’ve been dead for a long time of course.Tragic..it’s the way to go.

Another method that’s often found used in infamous works (one such as J.D Salinger’s) is recurrance of a "favourite" verb..in Cather in the Rye,it was "phony".And let’s not forget,the more complex our stories or writing style gets..the more difference it’ll make.Overzealous complex verbs?Don’t sweat it…there’s a thing called dictionary.Apparently,it’s a complimentary yet compulsory reading material.

So when reading,forget about optimisim and enthusiasm..they just get killed..like any other tragic-melodramatic plots.

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And I don’t know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing’s real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I’ve been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me

Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it’s never really over

And I don’t know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won’t worry about my timing,
I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time

Three months and I’m still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I
left my tears in but I know
It’s never really over, no

Wake up

This year,I saved myself from watching the whole procedure of korban.Unlike last year,I’d like to eat the daging korban.Curiousity, as it turns out..can be a deterrent.

As last year,my cousins gathered at atuk’s.Like any other year,I’ve been awaiting what gadgets & gizmos they’d bring along.I rely on them for technological advancements it so happens.So out comes the double screen nintendos,PSPs & Wii.They turn on the ‘zombie’ mode.When their games get confiscated by the higher authority of ‘MOM’ , they’d get hyperly restless, become disorientated & start asking extensively annoying Qs.And they’re only 5,10, & 13 year olds.

The only thing I found interesting was a built in phone watch (or is it the other way around?).Very ‘Alias’ sorda stuff which apparently costs approx RM400.The only thing missing from it was a laser & camera.Other than that one cud make/receive calls,smses & watch videos etc like any other normal phone.So to avoid look a bit crazy,my cousin has opt to use his bluetooth instead when making calls.I watch in awe (since there’s relatively nothing else to watch anyway..not on tv,not even outside..since it’s pouring).

As for my 1 year old cousins,they seem rather paranoid with the idea of being within a 20cm to anyone other than their mothers.If you do want to get close to them tho..better make sure you’ve got some really damn good cookies to bribe em.You’d see em eating at every second of the day.Bling Blings?Takes sum really..REALLY expensive shining ones to get their attention.They have this talking bubble that says "Kalau tak kaye..I tak layan punye"

In conclusion,if you’re just other average joe (or jane like me) with no grills nor bling blings nor watch tht cud make calls..you’d probably be less interesting & noticable   -_-"