PAIN BALL!

Yesterday was the first time I felt like a soldier. It was as though I was playing Counter Strike REAL life. Yes, yesterday was the first time I played paintball. And I'm already looking forward for the next time, to step into the arena and gun some people down.

Paintball. They should really change the name to PAIN ball. First few round I didn't get shot, at least not on the unprotected area. But the last round, got shot at the left side of my body. CRAZY! Freaking pain. Haha! And it made me understand why soldier get a medal of honor if they ever do come back alive from a war. Or why there are war memorial grounds to remember those lads that serve the nation.

One chance, one opportunity. It really makes me wonder how fragile life is. A shot from the paintball guy already so painful. Imagine what it would be like if I actually got shot from a real bullet.

Well, of course we had our battle scars. I feel like Bob Lee Swagger. HAHAA!

Out!

Movies!

Let me tell you a little bit about what I've been doing the past week. Besides the usual yum char with the guys, and a little session of counter strike, there's also the helping out in VBS, sending ken off to the airport, watching fireworks display in Putrajaya, Mont Kiara for Jazz fest, and slacking at home reading a book, and last but not least... this holiday has really changed me into a movie geek!

Movies that I've watched the past week.
- the inside man
- the painted veil
- fight club
- the illusionist
- dream girls
- remember the titans
- brotherhood
- ghost tunnel
- wong fei hung pt 1
- perfect strangers
- american history x.
- the sound of music.. HAHA!

Not forgetting tv series as well.

There you go, 12 movies in the past one week. that means an average of 1.5 movie per day. If there's such a thing. But yeah, that's how crazy I am. Oh well, that's pretty much my midnight life for the past week. That explains why I've been waking up late everyday for the past week.

Till then.
Out!

Secrets.

I would be drifting away from my usual thereabouts about love, how things don't always turn out the way I want them to, or either what I ate today or whatever gibberish that I usually talk about. Actually I want to talk about something pretty familiar to most of us.

I'm sure every person has their own "special place" or "someone special". I myself do have that. By the way, the "someone special" doesn't specifically mean "girlfriend/boyfriend" but refers to someone who I feel would be able to listen to my thoughts/problems and the "special place" refers to some place that is considered special for myself. And I'm the type of person who would not like anyone to find out about that "special place/special someone", then it wouldn't be special anymore, now would it?

Sometimes I talk about my "special place/special someone" and in the end someone which I told about that special thing goes and takes away that special thing away from me and make it their own. Somehow I feel as though they are stealing something I've treasured. That feeling of betrayal. Don't know if you know what I meant, but if you do, I know you would feel exactly the way I feel.

Call me selfish or whatever, but look deep inside yourself and it might remind you of yourself. I don't think it's wrong to be selfish sometimes, after all if you don't tell them anything about it, in the end, them not knowing about it wouldn't harm them a single bit, right? Sometimes there's just no one to blame but myself for talking about my special thing. Aih.

Sometimes I can really be open to anyone, not just close friends but practically anyone. And sometimes I can share some personal things with them, highlighting that they should keep it to themselves because it's totally confidential. But then, nooo, they go around telling everyone as though they were deaf when I told them about it. Or either they portray themselves as really good listeners and encourages and all, but in the end all they want was some juicy story which they would be able to share with their friends later on. Worst case scenario, those people who are not suppose to know about it, finds out about it.

Fine, give you benefit of doubt, if you really feel that you need to share these things with someone for the sake of finding a solution to help me with my problems alright lah, but then you go around sharing it with others not to help me but to make fun and gossip about me!(or whoever the person involved) . And sometimes in relationship we tell people that the most important thing in a relationship is trust, BUT HOW TO TRUST LAH?! when most people have some trust issues. You tell me!

I USED to be the shit up person, like the really good listener who in the end just wants some juicy stories. Looking back at who I was last time, I can't and won't defend myself, because I know my actions were childish and the after effect do hurt people's feelings. So if you're one of those who's still doing all these kinda things, I hope you stop it. Because whether you like it or not, one day you'll taste your own medicine. Put yourself in the shoes of the person who's sharing their deepest secrets and then find out that your friend is going around telling other people about it.
I hope that doesn't happen to you though.

And lastly for the part with the "special place/special someone", go find your own one. I don't like sharing.

Out!

I don't understand

Girls. There are so many things that I don't seem to understand them.

1) I don't understand why they think their fat even when we tell them their not.

2) I don't understand how they say they're super hungry, and when their food arrives, a few mouths full, and they are about to explode.

3) I don't understand how they can draw super good and when we compliment them, they say that their drawing sucks.

4) They seem like the most angelic beings until you give them the driver's seat. Devils.

5) They love to read, until you put the newspaper in front of them.

6) How they take at least 1 hour to get ready.

There are many more, much much more that I don't understand. Maybe that's why there's a saying which says, women are from Venus, men are from Mars.

But I say, that it's because of all these differences that we are attracted to the opposite sex.
Opposite attracts,
Then connects.
And end up having more! HAha!

later.

Songs

Always wanted to do this. Making something out of the song titles. Read the blue down words to form the words. It's nothing specific or anything, just something that I've always wanted to do. I know, I'm pretty free. =P

Just so you know - Jesse McCartney
I wish - Omarion
Someday we'll know - The new radicals
The beauty of simplicity - Telecast

All my life, - KC and Jojo
I believe, - Blessed Union of Soul
All that I've got - The Used
Don't matter. - Akon
If you're not the one - Daniel Bedingfield

Iris, - Goo goo dolls
Look what you've done - Jet
What goes around comes around. - Justin Timberlake

It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday, - Boys 2 men
Every single day, - Dj Jean
Every little thing, - Dishwalla
The pieces don't fit anymore - James Morrison

Maybe, - Augustana
Someday, - The afters
We'll be here - Goo goo dolls
Tied together with a smile - Taylor Swift
Who knows - Avril Lavigne

As long as you love me, - Backstreet boys
I promise you - Backstreet boys
I'll never break your heart - Backstreet boys

P.s. I love you - All american rejects

I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset

Life through word.
It's been awhile since I last wrote something inspirational or something which is of mind boggling. Sometimes I wonder if I had lost this passion of mine to write. Browsing the internet and checking out blogs, I somehow find so many accomplish writers which are so talented and yet they humbly consider themselves lacking vocabulary. The fact that they say that (them lacking vocabulary), set the standards and puts me so much further away from the real deal (The art of writing a good book). I'm amaze how they always have the right words to accompany the feeling that is intended for the reader. Maybe it's just not my cup of tea after all.

People strive for the best. People excel in the field of work that they choose. But somehow I find myself being a jack of all trades and master of none. I haven't found something that I can I truly say that I'm one of the best. Everyone wants to be extraordinary in someway or another. Whether you like it or not, we never want to be just that ordinary guy which does everything the ordinary way. I feel sometimes we've gotta take risk in life for life to be interesting. Sometimes I find my life so ordinary and not exciting. I guess I need a makeover or something more happening!

Looking back at the last 7 months, there are certain moments which is memorable. There were moments that brought us together and there are moments which seems dead boring. I think I've mention that I've always like the month of December and without doubt, I'm looking forward to the Christmas season which is not too far away. Just that it's the time of the year you see many families together. Children going out to the shopping mall with their mummy's and daddy's. Shopping malls decorated with Christmas trees with santa and his elves going around giving kids candies. Yeah, Christmas is a time of giving! Ironically, I was watching home alone on astro the other day. And somehow it just gives me that home feeling, and how families are important in life. Somewhere where you know that people actually care for you and loves you even though sometimes we fail to show it. Like it or not, I realized that pride plays a huge part in us showing that we love our love ones. Well, don't hesitate to share your joy or thank someone who had encourage you in someway or another, because in the end sometimes its not only us who needs encouragement but even others who don't show it do need encouragement.

Ah well, just wanted to share some thoughts that I had throughout the pass couple of days. Well, its good to get things out of the way now. Have a good day. =D

It ends tonight. I hope.

Imagine going to the bathroom at least 15 times at night, feeling the pain in the throat every time you drink a glass of water, waking up every hour, sweating in your sleep, body aching all over that you just don't feel like moving.

One word.

Sickening.

Sick

Great..

what a way to start the holidays..

-.-"

August 1

Last year on the 14 of May, it was Mother's day and it was a Sunday night and usually during a Sunday night, we'd go out and play badminton in Kiara. Coincidentally that afternoon I wrote my mom a poem, and posted it on my blog (xanga) and that night after we were all tired after playing, suddenly Eric took out a piece of paper and gave to my mom, and said, "auntie molly, Henry wrote this for you for mother's day." !@!#$$%!!! Crazy I tell you. Never had the guts to do give it to my mom myself, and in the end Eric had to give it to my mom then only she found out. See, I'm shy. Hahaha.

Here's the link

It's a shame that this year I had nothing prepared for her. But I'm sure to get her something. It might not be something expensive but most importantly it's the heart that counts.

I love you mom. =)

Shit, Literally!

Have you guys ever watch that's so raven?
If you did, can you recall that in one of the episodes Raven actually crawl through the air vent and left a huge chunk of cheese for it to melt so that the whole college would stink?

I've always thought that there was no such thing that would ever happen, but I was proven wrong. It happened earlier just now in college, I was in the computer lab doing my computing assignment and suddenly I smelt shit. I didn't bother at first, I thought I only noticed it and I figured maybe someone farted and never said anything.
Celaka, fart fart keep quiet, not bad, cannot detect the sneaker. So I just continued doing my work lah, thought maybe wait a few seconds the smell would go off. But nooo, the aroma was getting worst! In my heart I couldn't believe it. Where got fart so kau one?! Never shit for 1 week meh?

Suddenly I saw the look on my teachers face, that suffocating + constipated face, damn funny, I was laughing damn hard in my heart, trust me, if you were there you would also want to laugh until you die! Then she asked me, is the smell coming from the ventilator?! I faced the ceiling (where the ventilator was) and OMGOSHHHH! It was literally shit smelling! The teacher asked me to move to the back of the lab, so moved behind lah, couldn't smell anything, thank God! Then few seconds later the smell spread until the back of the class. Wahahaha! Nightmare I tell you! Then I looked into the other lab and the students and the lecturer was having that suffocating + constipated face which was just priceless lah, they were also evacuating the class!!My teacher saw them leaving the class then she herself couldn't tahan and said class cancel. HAHA!

Hilarious enough? This is the most funny thing, there was two other guys in the same lab as me, and they were still happily going online smelling the shit! I don't know how they could partically stay in there without smelling anything. I came to a conclusion, it's either their having nose block or they just like the smell!

Shit happens!