snab snab
snab snab wishes to post a disclaimer : it's really up to u if u think the postings are made up of half truths, truths or pure insinuating lies. snab snab takes no responsibilty for the eventual outcome of yr interpretations.
may it be girl,girls,girls trying to be boys,boys,boy, boy alr a girl. the world is really twitching its nose in every direction with accordance to the winds of change. alarming trends aside, i think its impt to be able to poke fun at one another all the time :) but remember that there are some places even the indomitable snab snab won't go. never joke about parents unless its meant to be complimentary , never tease about yr best dude/pal sexual orientation, your arse is as likely as a target as any others. (gasp all you want, his hom"o"ing missile never misses :P.) try not to belittle or make someone feel really bad. What lowlife u may be if that's all yr brain can conjure up .picking on the weak is like robin hood in a red thong ( it just ain't right)
for some reason i wake up at 8 everyday, perhaps hossan leong is really the life of any morning party. no one loves to ramble more than he does and what a riot he runs with his semi automatic vocals ( fully automatic more apt ya?)
it has been a gd week, met the select few whom i wished to embrace. yes, even the elusive enigma herself. a rubik's cube with six faces.
china in 4,3,2,1
:)
the morning breaks to an early dawn
and we go sha la la la.. why is happiness short-lived.
i think the answer is pretty simple. the appreciation comes with its flicker of existence.
the rules of economics played out in front of us, when something is in huge demand without accompanying equivalent supply- the price takes a hike, i know that all who peruse must be wondering why did i have to bring out this over engaged cliche. once again, the answer is simple, some things require no complex formulas nor unphantomable maxims to derive the instrinsic truth. you want it, you have to fight for it.
across all stratas of lifeform, organisms, food chains , hierachy. that is always a leader and his/ her many followers. the boundaries are drawn clear with respect to the estate each component of this tightly knit community holds. to wield such power is to be responsible for the underlings. to ensure that their meals are complementary towards their continual survival as without subjects, a king is as good as the common man. his powers bestowed upon the wishes of the masses who believe in his omnipotence to create humanly impossible miracles. its the accumulation of a million hopes that maketh a great man, hero creation, and subsequently deity enshrinement. these ideologies come complete with an almost inborn factor of god given charisma. its like birthright to be ruler, royalty does not chooses its path, its chooses you. if u are a man destined for ultimate glorification. nothing stands in yr path than the challenges mere mortals shun away from. to climb great heights, yr fears are just a figment of imagination. hypobolic abstraction of yr innermost darkest secrets. they manifest upon yr insecurities and reduce yr ego to miniscule morning dew awashed in a crimson sea of sun rays. humans are vulnerabe, victors climb above that transient phase seeking greatness unbeheld.
choose not to be last and watch the first go by. you are good as any first, first step before others, if the fall is placed before u even before the step. i guess u will circle in ignominy for eternity. always seeking , never finding. don't say if, vicotrs bet against the if, we contemplate the ifs.
my headache is killing me... softly n silently
never an ever
" why does it hurt so bad, why do i feel so sad.." yes the physical trauma endured from the marathon makes me cringe with every step after crossing the finishing line. Wouldn't it be great for all the pain n fatigue to just go "poof" now that's a good finisher's reward.
recently i broached the subject of getting to know someone better via the phone and was rejected flatly. i consulted a bevy of aunt agonies and the results came to nought. the funny thing is that i feel bad too. its only a friend, perhaps the early signs of a crush, but definitely a friend. this i hypothesize as i wld never like someone unless i knew the person personally. there are exceptions, like gwyneth paltrow and uma thurman. regarding these two, please show yrself through my front door as it has been left open far too long inviting unexpected guests.
whats' the meaning behind getting together through unplanned processes where our common interests brings us together to interact and commingle. Its like if i don't see a shooting star today, i have got no reason to step out of my house coz the stars ain't aligned. its hard for me to prescribe to such notions and even harder so as i had never encountered someone like that. IT GOT ME DUMBFOUNDED.
Its just a girl afterall, not entirely worthy of my undevoted attention whatsoever. this reminds me of the "fan jian" complex that many men suffer from. the more they can't reach, the more they want to get. its chasing the distant dream, the idealistic triumph over the fire breathing dragon with the one swing of the excalibur. its the trojan horse that seems perfectly innocuous that brings the downfall of a guarded state. its me trying to win you over, never ever.
its just a friend.
next up, i kinda like the idea of the cup cake bubble inflating in our very shores. they are exorbitantly priced and justifiably so with the intricate details paid to ensure that they look like ones that got sifted out of a victorian tea party. very pretty and immaculately thought of (baked of rather?)
for all fellow foodies , please check out this website aptly titled CCUP. the website takes an idiot to fumble up. the accompanying musical score with its appealing graphics wld find good company amongst the largely female shopping crowd. (lace and flowers and PINK~) they give a brief history and descriptions of the cup cakes. all the above weren't important except that the site sirens with gay vibes. so u know yr cup cakes come with extra TLC ;)
here goes : http://www.c-cup.biz/
this is courtesy of grace aka shopping queen whom is actually sleeping queen
my next musing for the day is about happy feet, i WANT TO WATCH THIS SHOW LA, CAN U SENSE MY FRUSTRATION FROM THE SUBTLE TONE OF MY VOICE> I KNOW ITS DAMN CUTE N I WANT TO WATCH IT CAN> BUT NOBODY WANTS TO WATCH IT WITH ME> I AM SUCH A LOSER.
that actually feels better, all that for a penguin :) better than for a woman :) :)
i decided to steer clear of woman trouble as times like this requires a calm mind. sobriety is acheived thru rigorous meditation and abstinence from the pleasures of the world. OMMMMMMMMM
i am only blogging as i am feeling grouchy. its an outlet :)
later
