Dear Animal abuser,

It is people like you who make me wonder, who the real “animals” out there are. A defenseless cat, who was friendly and playful, is now a victim of your mindless, inhumane and utterly savage attack. And to be very honest, I feel much rage inside of me. Part of me wants to tear you apart and tear your limbs out one at a time and subject you to various acts of violence that hope to come up with to treat you with the same regard you have with animals. But, I’m different from you. I have respect for life even though I have absolutely no respect for you and I am not the savage you are. I wonder what really goes on in your head and how were you brought up, the kinds of experiences you must have gone through that developed you into such a sadistic motherfucker. Whoever you are, I DO NOT forgive you even though I am trying hard to hold back and not kill you. I will act as a gentleman and a civilized one at that.

But that doesn’t mean if I eventually find out who you are, I promise you a good dosage of violence….on you this time round. And I’ll make sure you never get to do these horrible things again. I want you to be caged up like an animal, not deserving the humanity that humans deserve. And by the way, you really should see a shrink.

BIKERS DESERVE SOME RESPECT TOO.

I may not be a leather clad and tattooed Harley rider with long hair, but i sure do identify with this little poem. Drivers, please take a little time to read and think hard about it.

A Biker's Poem from a Vmax site: -

I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn't see me,
put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn't see me,
playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't see me,
attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

I saw you,
roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But, you didn't see me,
driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette
butt out the car window.

I saw you,
frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.

I saw you,
stare at my long hair.
But, you didn't see me,
and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.

I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me,
cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in
my
heart.

I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me,
going home to be with my family.

I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me,
pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me,
squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me,
get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn't see me,
trying to turn right.

I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But, you didn't see me,
leave the road.

I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.

I saw you,
go home to your family.
But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker,.....
A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.

I IS A STAR!!!!!

my very own comic strip made by Mama Lemon. The concept was mine even though execution and the shooting wasnt done by me.


>>>The Frog Princess
a Mama Lemon production
screenplay by SimpleJoe
casting by SimpleJoe
based on the book The Frog Prince

visit the official movie website: http://no-girl-frog-oso-can.com

If I were to die in combat, I'd go down emptying my magazine into nothing than to just lay there cold dead and with a full magazine of ammunition.

I finally gave up and gathered enough balls to just tell Miss HG about how i felt. It was a disaster. haha i couldnt remember wat i wanted to say and my mind went blank but i came prepared with a letter. it took almost 45 mins and a walk ard her neighbourhood to get everything out of me. i gotta work on my balls and work even harder on being smooth man. sheesh.

Outcome of the battle:

1. Consolation Speech - "u're a great guy...sincere...funny..." blah blah blah more BS "but i'm still in love with my ex" great. OOPS.
2. She asked why i did this
3. She asked if it was the first time i told a girl i liked her ( YES!)
4. Don't worry, i wont avoid you. NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE. ( ok i read between the lines TOO well) :P
5. She took the letter i wrote in case i fucked myself up.
6. It looks bad, and i probably fucked my chances in the future but hey i feel my sanity coming and some sorta peace...... a numbing sort of peace though.....

oh well.
If i feel better it means i did the right thing right?

Wisdom comes with age. Maybe not.

i know i'll look back one day and know all this is so silly. But why do i still feel so much shit now? I know rationality has definitely taken a holiday, so let's just hope it comes back soon. Maybe i presume too much, maybe i think of the "what-ifs" too much or maybe i just hate "losing". I guess i'm too eager to please and put my heart right on the table.

The pressure of competition has made me do things that i wont normally do. or in that much of a hurry anyway. Fuck it. As a friend said, don't bother about the competition now cos if she likes him anyway then it wouldnt matter whether i was late or not, i wouldnt be a factor in her consideration anyway. I'm so glad to have friends to help me think rationally when i am simply unable to.

So much for bugging her with smses and not getting a reply when i attempt smalltalk. fug. ego crushed. haha. I'm gonna try to keep it real and be myself, no matter what happens. Afterall, I am the only constant factor in this equation. Lord, guide me as i face this struggle (which shouldn't have happened in the first place). Help me trust in You and be obedient to your will and plans.

untitled

Sometimes i wonder, if i ever do learn from my mistakes. It seems that the kind of gals i "fall" for, come from a particular category (according to my friend: qian1 jin1 xiao2 jie3). And i always fall too fast. and same old same old: she's not as into me as i am into her....eg 15 hour lag time to reply to an sms.....(groans) I wish i could buy myself a set of Brembo brake calipers and HEL steel braided brake hoses to stop myself emotionally. Guess that explains why i am so obsessed with modification of stuff - cos i can't modify my own being!

I've got to get a grip on myself, seriously be self-sufficient and enjoy my own company (as whack as that sounds). These attractions should just be attractions, and i should not act on these attractions. Until i have sorted myself out. I.E financially, spiritually and academically!

I just wish harmless attractions would just.....stay the way they are: HARMLESS attractions. Meanwhile i gotta understand why i attract the wrong kind of attention: the friend of an ex-chase, the sister of that same ex-chase have something on for me! Maybe my wires and my fate paths are just crossed and messy. sheesh.

Opportunity Cost

i gave up a chance to earn $100 to hang out with a chick and it turns out the chick has something on that day. No $, no chick. Sweet.

Quotable quote from my fren "Psycho Phil"'s MSN nick:

Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

i sense a trend. is the joke really on me?

泪桥

无心过问你的心理我的吻
厌倦我的亏欠代替你所爱的人
这个时候
我心落花一样飘落下来
顿时我的视线
失去了色彩

知道你也一样不善于表白
想象你的相爱编织的谎言懈怠
甜美镜头
竟也落花一样飘落下来
从此我的生命
变成了尘埃

寂寞的人总是习惯寂寞的安稳
至少我们直线曾经交叉过
就像站在烈日骄阳大桥上
眼泪狂奔滴落在我的脸庞

the right kind of wrong

1) right girl. wrong time. wrong state of mind. but essentially two similiar souls.

2) wrong girl. right time. right state of mind. but 2 different souls.

3) wrong girls. neutral time. confused states of mind. just plain soul-less.

Royksopp - What Else Is There

It was me on that road
But you couldn`t see me
Too many lights out,
but nowhere near here

It was me on that road
Still you couldn`t see me
And then flashlights and explosions

Roads ends getting nearer
We cover distance but not together
I am the storm and I am the wonder
And the flashlights, nigthmares
And sudden explosions

I don't know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish

It's about you and the sun
A morning run
The story of my maker
What have I and what I ache for

I`ve got a golden ear I cut and I spear
And what else is there
Roads and getting nearer
We cover distance still not together

If I am the storm if I am the wonder
Will I have flashlights, nightmares
And sudden explosions

There is no room where I can go and
You`ve got secrets too

I don`t know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish


ask me for the song on MSN if you're interested.

You can tell me what you think at : http://kevan.org/johari?view=Lim+Peh

"wear your heart on your sleeve"

People who wear their heart on their sleeve express their emotions freely and openly, for all to see.

• Example: "She is kind of player who never hides how she's feeling. One look at her and you know if she's winning or losing." Reply: "She wears her heart on her sleeve."

You can see how these people feel as easily as if they were "wearing" their "heart" on the "sleeve" of their shirt.

• Example: "Some people love him and some people hate him, but my brother always lets you know how he feels. He wears his heart on his sleeve."

People who wear their heart on their sleeve do not hold back their emotions, for good or for bad. It is clear how they feel in each moment.

• Example: "She's a shy person. She's never been one to wear her heart on her sleeve."

An old fren whom i met up yesterday with mentioned that this was my greatest fault. Is this so? Hmmmmmm.........

i've moved on.

it's all cool now.

So, what’s next?