Friday, October 17, 2003

its the end of the exams and the school term is coming to a close.. its kinda sad to know that it will bring about separation but the freedom that comes with it is enough consolation i guess.. "in the bright of day it might seem like the stars are gone they never leave,
they come back when the sun moves on"- new found glory, i borrowed this line in one of my poems and i guess its an apt metaphorical description of separation. However, even though theyre there... whats the guarantee that you are gonna see them again? the guarantee that you'll get to talk to them again? ultimately, the guarantee that you'll get to spend time with them, doing anything even close to what you guys did before the point of separation... Time brings individuals together and time too separates... Is it not so that your mates in secondary school promised each other to at least keep in contact once a month? Does the promise still stand? As the years pile on... The month turns to years and then to none at all... Hopefully, you'll bump into them in orchard road, a shopping center etc.. I wonder how im gonna keep in contact with those graduating this year, when they're in NS and im occupied with the 'A' levels going on to NS myself.. Its melancholic and i am hapless, a victim of time like everybody else is...

Thursday, September 18, 2003

have you dudes ever thought of y'know... if you are ever gonna mature and all.. like i do... i wonder when would it be when i no longer find laughing at a victim's fictitious prosthetic limb or hiding a friend's hotdog in his rice or even poking some fries in the burger bun of an innocent soul funny and all... I split my sideslaughing at these things now but i wonder how it'll be in 5-10 years time? will i stay the same or will i succumb to the call of the "abang-abang", the personification of killjoy. Well like they say.. cross the bridge only when you come to it... Right now.. i dont plan to change even under the constant scrutiny of "mature" individuals... its simple not worth it...
"The purpose of life is to fight maturity."
-Dick Werthimer
like is this guy bogus or what? totally.....
well the thing about the alias i hide behind.. gobinut khan... theres a long story behind it.. and.. im too lazy to type out the story.. sorry dudes.. maybe later... well the thing about aliases or alter egos... a few of my friends have them too although they dont realise it... i guess alter egos are a way we can just live it all out and not worry about the repercussions... whoa.. am i deep or what... well no matter what your alter ego is, (major skidmarks, donnie brasco, captain korban) just to name a few... i just wanna say how its great that youre relieving stress the way i do... the crazy and fun way... like say it with me.. TOTALLY!!!
k here goes... im like here in the hall... and im sitting beside the legend that is afiq(and iqbal*who was absent, sorry) and we were like watching these bunch of crazy australians perform. They were using traditional instruments to make their folk music thing and the fella starts to take out this long blowhorn he calls the "deegeree-do" and just as he was about to blow it... afiq goes.. "RIIICOOOOLLLLAAAA!!!....." hahahahahah! is he funny or wat? well of course i mean that in a sarcastic way but like dude! thats a keeper! I guess he thought the horn was the one the swiss or swedish mountain people use to communicate on their snow-capped mountains. I think ive seen a commercial on that, i guess afiq got the idea of a joke from there.. haha.. like far out man... well u could say im mean for laughing at him.. but thats my middle name! hah! well i think im a big bully sometimes and ive made some people cry... awww... arent i mean? like totally!!!
like this is the start of the blog.. like totally awesome.. i guess its the start of a chapter of this serious book called life and im adding my brand of humor to it.. like totally... hehe... im crazy.. and loving it...(mcdonalds, copyrighted)