Thursday, May 2, 2013


I used to hate a lot of things. A lot of things did not seem right to me. At one point, I've even doubted the relevance of my pure existence. Looking back at these past few months, it was a surprise to see that I've managed to survive this battle I subconsciously made for myself. Battled scarred but still mentally capable enough to collect some senses. It was a struggle. A pretty tough one too.

You might ask what was it that troubled me so much? Well I might be tempted to call it hate. But it wasn't really hate. I guess you can say it was anger. I was against the world. I was angry at the fact that life's unfair, that life's a burden. Life's nothing more than a drag. I was wrong of course. But by the time I figured that out, I've already lost quite a few and almost left with nothing.

The thing with life is that it is always easy to blame others for all the mess you got into. Life's nothing more than a blame game. At least for those who are unhappy. You got to accept that life's unfair. You're bound to meet some ugly fuckers. But that doesn't mean that you wont find some decent looking ones too. The ones who really matter, the ones who really care, those are the ones worth struggling for.

And for this ugly period of my life, God, I thank you. 

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Turner's post breakup bounce-back

Never mind dating Arielle Vandenberg. This masterpiece is an adequate "mampos kau lah" to Chung.

And the same goes to you.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013


Love is a funny feeling. It could lift you up to a level you've never been to. It carries you to the places you go in your dreams. It gives you strength to walk past fire, and swim through sea. The feeling of love's embrace cuddles you so tight that you feel protected.

You feel wanted.

That is until love wants someone else, not wanting to have anything to do with you. Then it'll crush you into pieces. Tear you apart. Making you feel defenseless and weak. You'll lose the direction of where to go. You'll find it hard to battle life. You'll feel like Fergie without Kidd, Batman without Robin, Woody without Buzz. The ever present shoulders you've always leaned on are now lost. Leaving a gaping hole in life you desperately wanted to fill.

Time will always be a good healer. In the meantime, you'll just have to pray that the gaping hole doesn't get bigger. You'll bound to feel hurt. You'll feel as if you're drowning in a pool of despair. The absence kills you inside. You'll start to see yourself as a victim who's looking for non-existent faults.

But that feeling only exists until love wants you back. A different kind of love, nothing like you've ever met. So hang on a sec, I've still got your back