first and foremost, i would like to credit both Mohd Rased bin Haji Said and Maimunah bte Haji Azis for bringing me into this world. 9 months and a few days. yes. thats a long time for someone to be carrying me in her womb. suffering. anxiety attack. yes. all that shits. thanx. for sticking through the bad and good. mom and dad. you are heaven-blessed.
i wore glasses since i was 9. 1995. yes. that was the year i got my first pair. i can't seem to remember the description. most probably gold rimmed. yes. i had class. had. before. not now. now i just settle for anything. anything that suits my face. yes. i'm ironic. and pretty contradictory at times. i can never settle for second best. i always never backs down without a fight. yes. i hate to lose. but if i have to, i would graciously step down. there you go. my ironicite is acting up. i know.
music wise. im pretty incline. yes. i can sing. i can dance. i can play instruments. though i'm a Jack of all trade, i'm not really that good. on an average level. i love to groove. alot. yes. but not always. and damn. i love to irritate my pals with my singing. its not really good and at times, pisses them off. yes. i'm Star's annoying voice. sarcasm use to be in my blood. have the tendency to just dish it out. anyone. anywhere. yes. cruel to the eye.
i hate my feelings. yes. them. that mix reaction. an attack of anxiety. the sad. the happy. the downright feeling of swimming in a pool of mud. nah. shit. dungs. yes. hate it. will come anytime. and it scares me. yes. cause i won't be sure of it. if i think i'm sad, i will not be. if i think i'm happy, i will not be. not be. will not be. contradiction. at times i just forget about it. yes. being ignorant. i know some people tend to have this philosophy. ignorance is bliss. i tried applying them. what does it do? zilch. nothing. yes. nothing. cause i'm drawn to it. yes. im a drawer. i love to eat that apple. that forbidden fruit we call temptation. at times i'm successful. yes. but most of the time? correct. one minute i'm telling myself no. and the next. what did i do? peeling off the skin.
i love to sleep. yes. anytime. anywhere. if i'm comfortable where i am. that's my mat. sleeping mat. to doze and in la la land. yes. i love it. my pals hate it. especially during the movies. yes, ladies and gentlemen. i slept in the cinema. no use hiding the fact. think about it. dark place. cooling atmosphere. no one to disturb. good movie. perfect. yes. the last few movies. with my friends. even with a girl beside me. i would just rest my elbow on the resting pad and with my palm on my cheek. i purchase the ticket. the announcement on the air. "All aboard! Next stop: La La Land!" take me away.

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Sunday, January 02, 2005

don't you just love it when you make fun of someone and pelting insults after insults and you just lay back with ease to see him/her cringe? how bout getting to that point where you just burst out "Gotcha!" when he/she was on the verge of breaking down? or how bout the fact that you have gone too far? or worse, a joke backfired?

well, as you can clearly see from the title above, the butt of the joke is not that someone. it is me. yes. i am Jack's insolent fool. can't believe it myself. but i have to face the fact. she got me. my girlfriend finally jacked me after 3 months of me fooling her. haha.

it was a good way to commemorate the 3 months anniversary of our relationship. i have to admit. she was good. REAL GOOD! haha. oh well. it happened just a few moments ago. she was on the phone with me. talking bout our day and stuffs. she began to talk about having a scandal or some shit like that. i wasn't fazed by the whole thing as she was talking in this cute voice that she makes. haha. so there i am, thinking, heck, since she is in the mood of joking around, this should be the right moment to literally jacked her up. haha. and boy was i wrong!

so i told her about a certain scandal i had without her knowing. i make it sound so real that her tone began to change. in the midst of telling her the identity of this so-called "scandal", i heard, from the other end of the line, a whimper. i frozed. then came the sound of weeping. and this continues as i continue my "story". i ask myself, is she playing with me? so i ask her if shes alright. no reply. just the monotonous weeping sound and the occasional sniff. damn! did i just do that? did i make her cry? thousands of emotions began sweeping into me like a sudden rush of a tidal wave.

oh god! i began to talk to her nicely now. try to calm her down from bursting into tears. i am Jack's broken spirit. i told her i was just joking. i didn't mean to say those things. all of it is not true. i am Jack's countless excuses. suddenly, a giggle was heard. i strain my ears to hear another whimper. Joking only ah. that was her response. i am Jack's insolent fool. i was had. and i burst out laughing instead. haha. thats why i love her! ;)

alright, i'm going off now. listening to Citizen Erased now by Muse. y'all should try listening to Muse. its a great band.


*~__ Afa Romeo ___ ~*