On American Idols and Goodbyes

That dude won American Idol! WTH? Crystal Bowersox can definitely sing FAR FAR BETTER than him. Silly americans only vote based on looks and not talents huh! I'm sure Crystal will fare better than the dude, MUCH BETTER! Just wait till their albums come out...

Seeing this! Makes me realized that sometime...I just gotta move on.
From the things that I cherished,
From the people that I used to loved,
From things that I have lost,
From my friends,
From nostalgias...

I'm not good at doing all that. But I have to move along and not hold on to history.
Cherish today and look forward to tomorrow. And grow up!

So this is goodbye to...

My first ever teddy bear, Mr Bear. He's brown and he has dark eyes and red ribbon on his neck.

The good old days of joining the 37th Kerian Scout Troop. All the campings, and campfires, and awesome training camps. Oh memories!

Some of my bestest friends that I have the honors to make and had a lot of fun hanging out with. Guess chit-chatting at Mamak Stalls is not really our things anymore huh... And hence we drifted further apart due to our other commitments!

The Skinny Jerry. And then the Chubby Jerry. A guy gotta exercise to stay fit and healthy.

Also to the lazy and constantly procastinating part of me. I can do "Better Late Than Never" anymore. I need to evolve and do "Better Now Then Late" starting from NOW. There's never gonna be NEVER in my book. I need to JUST DO IT!

To some of my friends, who showed their true selves and turned out to be very bad for me. I have to be strict and brutal here. Buang Yang Keruh, Ambil Yang Jernih.

Finally, I have to say goodbye to the respects and admirations that I had for some people too. I hope that they will know soon that it's bad and irresponsible to be selfish and lazy, to not keep promises, to be overbearingly dependent, to have selective hearing, to be a marginalist, to reply messages with laconic mono-syllabic terms, to not open up, to not communicate, to judge a book by its cover, and to assume that I'm their charity case.

So long. Goodbye. Breakaway.

Friends 2.0

"You're a brutally cruel person when it comes to deciding who's your friend." I get that a lot from all my friends.

Truth is... I don't like to make new friends. Hate making the effort to look for new friends. Hate trying to get a conversation moving. Hate to make the first move to make friends. Hate to repeat the whole process over again...

Most importantly, i like to keep my friends exclusive. Don't really care about strangers but i will cross the ocean and get dirty to help and support my friends. Seriously! I honestly believe that any friendship made is like a bond between humans. It's a sacred bond, and both sides should never ever even think of ruining it.

I think i make a solid A- as friends. I listen. I care. I help anywhere I can. I share. I gossip. I bitch. And i'm capable of telling my friends that they suck, when they really suck! Sorry, can't ruin the sacred bond with dishonesty, right?

But i personally think that the "brutally cruel" part has to come in somehow... When i'm discontinuing a friendship after some supercillious fools decided to break the sacred bond.

How? Not accepting me as a full package by only liking my good parts. Betraying my trust. Try to prevent me from making new friends. Held me down.

How i deal with these? I cut them out completely. End of the story.

Hey! But i'm not completely heartless! I will consider (don't be too hopeful. i'm just considering..) to rebond for those that have balls to apologize and admit that they screwed up.

Recent events have make me decide to repeat the process of making new friends. I'm OCD, so i believe in keeping the exclusive quota that is my number of friends - Cut the number down when it gets to much, get the number up to replace the fallens.

Lady Antebellum - Need You Now

P/S: THIS SONG IS AWESOME!!!!!

Picture perfect memories
Scattered all around the floor
Reaching for the phone 'cos
I can't fight it anymore

And i wonder if i ever crossed your mind
For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one
I'm all alone
And i need you now
Said i wouldn't call but
I lost all control
And i need you now

And i don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now

Another shot of whiskey
Can't stop looking at the door
Wishing you come sweeping
Like the way you did before

And i wonder if i ever crossed your mind
For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one
I'm a little drunk
And i need you now
Said i won't call but
I lost all control
And i need you now

And i don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now

Guess i rather hurt than feel nothing at all

It's a quarter after one
I'm all alone
And i need you now
And i said i wouldn't call
But i'm a little drunk
And i need you now

And i don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now

I just need you now...

Oww baby i need you now...

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Chubbily-Skinnily Duckling

In the begining, there were two types of people. Those that gain weight quickly due to low metabolism rate; and those who can't seem to gain weight due to high metabolism rate.

The low-met worked very hard to stay slim. They did all sorts of diets... They exercised and ran like there's not tomorrow... Heck! They even counted how many spoonfuls of rice they get to have per day!

The high-met, unsurprisingly, worked very hard to gain weight. They ate like there would be no foods left tomorrow... They even tried the weight gaining powders... When they saw that the above methods failed, they just ate, slept and ate some more!

Life was depressing for both types of people... And some (or should I say a majority of them) found solace in each others' predicament and that's when everything fell apart...

They fell in love. Then they got married. And they made babies... Babies with weird metabolism...

Various weird babies were made... Especially babies with different metabolic rates on different parts of their bodies... Like one with low metabolism on his face but high metabolism on all other parts of his body from the neck down...

He was so saddened due to his chubby face and slim body... Others laughed and teased him... He was the "Chubbily-Skinnily Duckling!"

But he was determined to make them stop... He was not gonna let them win with their insensitive teasing and laughing!

So he started eating lots of red meat (because they contain high amounts of proteins) and exercising consistently to help him build muscle, and he started chewing gums, singing (only when he's alone or in the shower) and talking and making new friends to help him to slim his face down.

And it worked! Now he has an awesomely handsome face and healthy and toned body! And he's having the last laugh over those that used to laughed at him! Ha ha ha =)


=THE END=

Cruella

Cruella Cruella
She thinks she's Cinderella
But she's uglier than the ugliest umbrella

Cruella Cruella
She thinks she's the best of the best
But she's sucking at being the last of the rest

Cruella Cruella
She thinks she's honest and real
But she's just a hypocritically bitchy seal

Cruella Cruella
She said she's not judging
But she's judging every thing and person on every breath she's breathing

Cruella Cruella
She thinks she's funny and cool
But she's nothing but a messed-up fool

Cruella Cruella
You're not one of my fellas
You're just uglier than the ugliest umbrella

Mr Me

These things i write
Are not exactly true
When i write, i write
Reality and fictions too

If you are wise
You will see through
The truths and lies
You will get through

Inspirations come
Whenever i'm down
And i'll be calm
when i'm out of town

Into the woods
Across the rivers
Enjoying single-hood
Sometimes the shivers

Because i'm single
I'm always available
Ready to mingle
Not always attainable

Sober

I'm drunk with your love-spell,
It's contagious and tasteless,
There's no saving since i fell,
Your vortex is bottomless.

There's no contact since you left,
You said we can only be friends,
So i'm stucked with nothing left,
Because i wanted to be more than your friend.

I've been mopping myself around,
Frustrated and saddened by your love-spell,
So i'm trying to turn myself around,
Away from you and your love-spell.

I will be sober sooner or later,
I will get back some happiness,
Let's hope i can feel better,
When your spell turns into emptiness.