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i'm on a roll.. i know.

well, before this thought escapes my toasted brain cells, here goes my little epistle tonight.....

i have two groups of friends. well, one isn't part of this group. he happens to be my best pal.

anyhoo, this first group are my friends from work and we go a long way back. they are now former office-mates of mine.

we still hangout once in a while. it's definitely more fun in this crew.

the other, well, they are my wifeys friend's hubbies.

this crew is just as cool but are more on the serious side.. obviously, you can't let your guard down when you know the wifeys are hanging out together with us.

anyway, so what's the point?

well, nothing really.

i sorta just wanna put them out in here. i rarely have friends cos i'm quite picky. worst, i prefer to be alone most of the time unless there's an "adventure" worth risking it all. i mean, yeah. there's still that "all or nothing" attitude left in me.

even my son Neil feels alluded with my style. i can't blame him really. i wish i'd be more outgoing and sociable. it is what it is. you can change your skin but what's inside your heart, it remains. i think my bro and my sister at some degree have this loner characteristic in them.

we hang out last Saturday with the fun group. it's been over a month or two since we last saw each other. as usual, we never run out of stories and stuff to talk about. i thought we were done with the half full of whisky but then my other pal whip out a half empty whisky! damn, dude?!?

and then, we gulped the beers in can 'til this pal yet again pulled another trick off his bag. some drink i don't know what but we sipped on it anyway.

good thing my other pal who brought along his wife who happens to be our ex-office-mate also kept prodding him to hit the road already cos right around this time, we were on the brink of being of out of it. lights out, baby!

so, there goes my little episode for tonight. too gleeful it's a holiday tomorrow!!

peace out.

i LOLed!

was commenting yesterday about this scandal and found out my comment was included in the write up today. it's kinda nice the writer took notice of what i said.. jokingly, of course.

it's for you to find out....

Redemption

tonight, i got the last laugh.

well, i had some doubts and apprehension going to the gym tonight. tired from work and possibly a DOM (google is your friend!) from a previous workout.

not only that, while negotiating to park in the open parking area, there wasn't any vacant space. going out, still undecided 'til i reached back to the main road. if i turn right, it's home. left, i go back and try to park in the covered area.

did the latter. ample space. no more excuses.

saw this turk guy who is really jacked and effing strong. i've always thought i'm stronger but every time we bump in the gym, either i'm always at the tail end of my workout or de-loading... meaning, he sees me doing pussy lifts.

in short, i wasn't too impressive.

so when i saw him walk inside the gym, i go "i will outlift you tonight bro" on my mind.

while i was lifting the 100lb dumbbells (DB's) doing decline press, he stared intently. he probably think i was gonna struggle with it. t'was hard but i made it. then shoulder press the 95 pounder DB's... check. deadlift almost 400lbs.

he can bench 200lbs alright. also seen him do the 100lb DB bench press. but he can't beat me with the shoulder press as well as the deadlift. i didn't even squat yet!

lesson to be learned here: don't get too cocky. you think you're the best, but someone out there is better than the best. for cryin' out loud, he's probably juicing for all i care. this right here bud is nothin' but organic.

i have better stories but too lazy to think or post 'em all. worst, SmartBro came up with this stupid and downright unfair smart bro fair usage policy wherein they'll be happy to cap your internet speed if you reached a certain bandwidth use. sucks!

anyway, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Hayley Williams is the BOMB!

i wrote somethin' today. a lot! but too exhausted to continue... post it later... goodnight..

everything

not the goofy video... it's the song..

DUD

yep, nothing but DUD!

thought i'd write somethin' awesome. sadly, i easily succumb to pressure.

here's how it works: if i get pressured, i tend to crack.

shayt, that's quite an admission.

are you disappointed?

i am.

yeah, yeah.... as always..... i have all these great stories and i usually end up with nothing!

life is good... fantastic!

take everything.

good or bad, it's gonna mold ya into somethin' great someday.

that's the hope, so i say.

i am grinding my teeth right now cos i've got zilt to offer..

when i'm done with all of 'em circus, i'm gonna go spill it out before i get amnesia.

cha-ching!!

am raring to write something... it's gonna be of epic proportion..

so, hold on.. fasten your seatbelt... buckle up.... it's gonna be awesome, dude!!!

"oh man!!!"  my little girl mutters.. her favorite expression, by the way.

yeah, i'm being forward. as always. heh!

we'll see.

ain't goin' down without a fight.

full retard.

this made me missed my dirt bike...



i'll get one again someday...

on the bright side though, i got a nice weekend ride.. hah! or... i get to use it when it's raining. normally, i drive my badass xrm motard 125er. it's freakin' fast if you have to ask even if it only have a 125cc engine.

had some top secret mods done to it..

anyway, life is soooo much different now. guess it comes with age and all that level up thingy.

it's black and white.. good and bad.. part of the grand scheme of things. what else? goes with the territory.

ugh! it's crazy how this journey had been. i wish my life would've been less complicated. on a second thought, how's your life? are you making a difference in this world? are you making your life count?

yeah, i ask those questions myself... if there'd ever be a time where my life would be exemplary.

only God know.

my baby's here... ya know what's gonna happen next, aight?

my favorite....



i wanna play it.. Neil too!

.. to play it like i/he means it...

what doesn't kill you, only makes you....

if i wasn't doing anything like, uhm, being jobless, i'd write like i mean it! hah!

but, this is reality. i'm just gonna swing by from time to time and post whatever i fancy... like, to be precise.

Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thoughts
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talkin' in defense

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts

So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

Say it loud, say it clear
Say it loud
Don't give up
Don't give in
And don't know what you can do next

for lack of better things to say.....

in contrast...

blogging takes a back seat for God knows when.

this room which is supposed to be my "War Room" is infested! hah! yeah, with my two kids, that's what.

i kinda like writing when it's serine and no noises and no clingy little girl always wanting to get cuddled... not that it's a bad thing.. in fact, i like it a lot! my boy, Neil is all grown up and he's not that sweet little boy he use to be.. but i'm too happy for him growing up cos i can rely on him on some things that needs getting done.

i can't wait for him to be seventeen so he could start driving. well, at sixteen he can get a student permit and me being a holder of a "pro" license can actually sit on the passenger's seat with him taking charge of the wheels. that's perfectly legal to do.

my little angel is showing signs of smartness. she likes to talk a lot even non-sensical things. that's really good cos even though she's not taught by any responsible adult in the house, she's gutsy enough to really try.

sister is coming in next month, tentatively.

gotta keep my fingers crossed cos sometimes things don't happen the way it's supposed to.

anyway, this is what i'm taking about.. my place being taken over by "aliens".

chiao!

lazy's home right now.. hasn't gotten on the train yet!