Monday, January 31, 2011

Addicted

I was born in the 80's with that summertime love
Then changed the whole game like whatever I'd done
Out the gutter I come
To touch the bright sun
And from the highest heights motherf*cker I jumped

Free in the sky of belief I can fly,
Ain't no tellin what they're sellin man they're sheep in disguise
Keep this in mind, I keep on my grind
I can do it any way I wanna do it and
Bitch I'll sleep when I die
Explosive, ferocious, get up get down that's showbiz
Power to the people that have freedom in their focus
I hope this helps you when your under the thumb
When you feel like nothing can save you
When you feel like jumpin the gun

Stop relax and remember even in the worst weather
You'll find a way across it, there'll be brighter days honest
So get up, get out and get somethin that's on the real
Forget what you were taught and show these people how you feel
Like
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Cause I won't give this up
These are my shoes
My view
My cue
To say I do give a f*ck

And pretty soon I'm a bloomin it'll be alright
Everyday's another chance to ignite
Cause I'm addicted (Uh-Oh), I'm addicted (Uh-Oh) I'm addicted to this universal feelin called life

Since a foetus, explored life's subtle secrets
From my fingertips to my unique double helix
I can see history, I can see the past lessons
It's your right never be afraid to ask questions
How can every religion, claim to be the only one
How can they preach love รข€“ yet fight each other holding guns
I think the golden sun may be able to shed some light
I'd rather push peace and knowledge to defend our right

These leaders in suits tell us to fight for one side
 You think they got their sons and daughters on the frontline?
Not down for war but down to get an education
We're all evil yet they push synthetic separation
But in this matrix I won't be failin to make it
This is my cosmos baby space sailin with Sagan
I heard it's not where your from it's where your carvin' your view
I heard you don't have to wear a suit to argue the truth
And so

Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Cause I won't give this up
These are my shoes
My view
My cue
To say I do give a f*ck

And pretty soon I'm a bloomin it'll be alright
Everyday's another chance to ignite
Cause I'm addicted (Uh-Oh), I'm addicted (Uh-Oh) I'm addicted to this universal feelin called life

They spoon feed but I won't be taken that sedative
Cause my thoughts are way *too* precious to waste on the negative
I keep them critical yet positive to break the chains
Every dawn is a chance to make a change
Thinkin bout all the energy swirlin all around us
We project it, we get affected it's just profound stuff
Earth is my garden and I grew from it
I pay the youth homage cause I know their views honest

Can you read between the lines of the news comments
Fightin' over land just to take some fuel from it
I guess oil boils down to some cool profits
But war, what is it good for really who wants it?
Like

Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Cause I won't give this up
These are my shoes
My view
My cue
To say I do give a f*ck

And pretty soon I'm a bloomin it'll be alright
Everyday's another chance to ignite
Cause I'm addicted (Uh-Oh), I'm addicted (Uh-Oh) I'm addicted to this universal feelin called life

Sunday, January 30, 2011

5:00 am

Surprisingly i am still awake and doin my essays at this time. Never been sleeping..well these few days i had been as nocturnal as Batman does. Its never been good stayin up like this but i just cant shut my eyes and go surrender to my bed. Bloody hell..my head is just like..what are you gonna do..where yer gonna go...what to do what to do...and whole bunch of shit load. Dam...im just being bothered by some thoughts of mine which i cant solve. And i need a solution to it.

Ungodly hour

I rather had myself hurt than any of my friends or any of my close ones. As far as i sit there and think there may a few unpleasant issues i am not satisfied about. With so, i kinda feel the pain and hurt bout it. Thinkin back and forth i hope i did the right choice.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Back on track..aint Lost

These days, the days have been nice and not to mention the weather. Very pleasing, yet a very very comfy sleep tucked into the bed with the warm comforter. Well, so far as we know it, days of days just go by like it. And activities of our lives moves...hmmm...well, my hand are now feeling fine, with no strings attached to it or any of the screws, nuts or bolts.

What a relief aye, i was kinda surprise to know that my strings that are attached to my hands after the op, they were pretty much can be desolve, talkin bout the tech of it. I was amazed, it was somehow like candy strings...hahhahaha...so, as months would have gone. I am back to gym training slowly. Its been fine, so no worries. Yes gyming alone is not an idea but least can keep up the focus for more improvements on certain parts. Hey dont go on the wrong side of the parts aye...im pretty good at it too...

Aight i guess i be signing off, and well be heading down to Melaka fo some holidays and yes, hopefully can meet Hang Tua and the rest of the nuts heads there. Inclusive of some of the english men who are situated there..still situated there.

Peace Out, Des.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Aunties of the Round Chatter Table

It started off as a good mornin and then some snoozin time and to the bathroom and sit n linger fo the moment time. Well my condition in the bathroom was rather nasty as i gotta take shower with only with 1hand and the other raisin up fo "Negaraku" time.

Indeed i had gone fo another op on my hand, and definitely not totally dumb, as the doc just sedate me fo half the body and I, well was too tired and wanna just sleep. Its funny though that you can just sleep througout the pain and agony of some random stranger open up yer hand on the cuttin table and just say..."Hmmm...this is interesting". How nice..aye

So, as time goes I am lingering in the house like a dead man...zombie almost, and so I decide to hit some breakfast at the nearby stall in my housing area. A coffee and some hot bowl of mee, a couple of eggs that should do the job. But it had to be interrupted by  a pack of aunts. I wouldnt say a bunch as i prefer but a pack.

They talk n laugh and joke and even chatter some nonsensical ideas together at the same time. Talkin bout travel, i hadnt been travelin much since theres work and theres life here in Ipoh. Have ya'll even wonder when does a pack of aunt would chat and start showing off their sons or daughters or small lil nephew and nieces be doin? Well at that exact moment i wanna put the mee into my mouth, there goes..." My son is goin to Cairo, Egypt."

Here goes the conversation..what an interesting mornin...i just cant stop laughin while walkin back home...

Aunt I : Wah your son go Cairo ar...all sands you know...
Aunt II : Yes ar...eh..there no taxi or car wan you know..all camel oni..those long neck animal..very smelly wan er..eyer..
Aunt III : I think i wanna buy the paper..neh~they use to draw some pic..then got the King lik that..
Aunt IV : Dont buy oh...very smelly wan ar...they got put some med...very very smelly wan er..aiyo!
Aunt I : What is that..the the...tree body ar...wahhh...nice hor...
Aunt IV : Eyer...very smelly wan er..chaik!
Aunt II : I think if you go..you can go and slide down the triangle building hor..wat u call ar..very VERY big wan oh
Aunt III : Eh...go there ar...make sure fly plane you know..cannot take so many things wan le..
Aunt I : Yes ar..aiyo...then i ask my son to not to take so many things oh...later get rob...
Aunt IV : There hor...all no taxi wan...all camel oni ar...So Hot you know..
Aunt II : Eh time to go lo...gotta go back cook soup...later no soup no nice oh
Aunt I : Yes ar..go buy ji yoke...chao lo..chao lo...
Aunt IV : Mmm..bye bye..Chao la..chao la..

There you go ladies and gentlemen..the story of how Egypt and as well as the Aunties of the Round Chatter Table...classic anot..im sure you guys know... =) 

Cheers mates.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The unspoken heart

Its been kinda long that time had passed us by,
But my heart still stays about the same.
There was never a change but just physically, though its only had been bigger,
The heart that calls out and stays by..still the same size and the same calling
But only it would wish to stay just layin beside you.

If there was a chance fo me to call it out,
Definitely i will and always will,
Hence the calls never been made nor ever been said.
Its sad, but still lonesome to hear out that name.
Time had brought us here, and still there wasnt any chance could ever hear from neither one of us.

How nice it was that i can still ever call yer name,
Making fun outta it and tickle you the way when you are not lookin,
Yes, those were the days and years but still it hasnt change much bout it.
Remembering the time that we had lost, i wish i could always know,
And could change.

If only i can mingle with the hands of time,
Definitly i will always mingle just fo the moment,
And fo that day, hoping that it will never end,
Or even pass but it will bring us to a whole new chapter in life.

Gone have been gone, a past had been a past,
But memories stays the same and shall never be tempted upon.
If only i could ever bring back that time,
If only i can only just stay till that very moment,
If only i would know bout that incident,
If only i can tell you that things are goin to be fine,
For the better of both of us, and fo our future.

But it had never ever made such moves,
Instead moves that were dumb,
Moves that brings bad things ahead,
Things that brings bad decisions,
Decisions that leads us to a whole new agenda,
Agenda that brings out circumstances which are not like the way we are.
We are where we stand, till the end of the day,
Till the end of the horizon, i only wished that i could have been with you.

Id say, that we would grow ol together,
Playin the piano one day when you walked the aisle,
Reading out our holy matrimony, and forever i lay peace in your arms,
Peaceful baskin in yer ambience till the day i grow ol with you.
Workin life, bringin a new born child into the world.
Raising em, seeing em grow, flyin high, soaring the skies just lik his daddy.

How nice that would have been,
When we reach to a certain age, seein our child grow,
At that moment i still say that i still love you.
I love you..


Des.

Monday, November 8, 2010

LOST...what season anyway?

Abandoned?Not really im still here lingering round and finding the time to blog some bout...so please bear with me fo the moment...i barely can even get some sleep handling this shit im onto. cheers mates...