Mad Maddox

There is an interesting pages that I want to share. My friend Amy (thanks, babe) made me read this and it blew me off completely! Damn wicked and freakingly funny. Cruel at times, but hey, its entertainment!

Click here for a roller-coaster ride!!!!!

Enjoy

(Anal retentive individuals are not advised to click on that link)

Questions and non-existent answers

I have a few queries here that had been remained unanswered despite having been pondered for yonks. Here it goes:

Why is every girl at the local pool joint wearing black spaghetti strap tops with (very) low-slung jeans, and chemically rebonded long hair (untied)? Is it some kind of a uniform for the cool gals who can play a mean game of pool (or pretend to be good at it by hanging around their boyfriends)?

Why do girls love pink? And not forgetting, that particular shocking pink that was the rage in the 80s and 90s? Its a neon playground out there (and it is annoying me)!

Why do cats love to chase and play with strings? My little Elmo beanie baby doesn't seem to generate as much interest as a boring-as-hell shoestring. Not to mention, those strings on my cargo pants too!

Does NOT drinking coffee signifies that I am not a cool person? Is caffeine the new social drug?

I think we who could not tolerate caffeine should really stand up and get together to prevent caffeine addicts from taking over the world and denying us our voice to protest against the evil ploy of the coffee multi-million empire. WE MUST STAND UNITED!


Too many question that need addressing yet so little time! I should get back to my work now. This I hope could satiate my blogging need for the day...

I really have to get back to my work. I'm serious.

Latest news

Argghhhh... I have f**ked up! Was in the process of doing laundry and was filling up the washing machine with water from a hose (it was an old machine and does not pipe in water automatically anymore). Was doing this stupid blog for quite a while and have just realized that i forgot to turn off the tap!!!!! Water overflowed and there was water everywhere. Shit!!! Hope the damn machine still works or I'll be dead by the time my mom comes home and discovers the mess (she won't be too happy about this...)

Ok. Calm down.

I have just updated my long-ignored photoblog. So, please have a look (if interested) at chicken pics.

Well, more interesting pics will be posted shortly (after my trip to Bali next week), so stay tuned!

An ode to Joaquin

Can a guy look better than this? You are the ultimate, Joaquin!!!! 

Went to the movies today and saw Ladder 49. To tell you the truth, I have never thought fire fighters could look this good. It was a great movie though, with good, funny and sad moments thrown in at appropriate times. And Joaquin was absolutely gorgeous. If I am to be permitted to rant about him, its hard to stop....

One picture speaks a thousand words (at least on my behalf)

Stagnant

God, I feel so much like writing now, though I do not know where is this heading to. Time is running out so fast but surprise, surprise I am still blogging here. I am due for a damn long report that I would have to submit by next thurdsday or I am dead meat but what I have all but done, is to do my work.

In critical moments like this, I never seem to be able to work out a solution to my misery. The options are clear most of the time, its either I do it, or flunk. not that I have ever flunked before.. But you see, nor have I made a single effort to finish my work on schedule or even start on schedule.

This act of self-sabotage is not doing me any good. In fact, it is beginning to take its toll..

To give a little credit to myself, my assignments were always completed on time, though they are not representatives of my best creations. Nor were they the best in the eyes of the lecturers.

The PAIN lies in the process of its completion. Here's a typical work progress:

Duration of project: 4 weeks
1st week : laze around
2nd week : laze around (with some other fun stuff thrown in)
3rd week : laze and be in complete denial
4th week : Still in a daze, beginning to get really scared..
Last 2 days of the 4th week : Work my head off!

That ladies and gentlemen, is my typical modus operandi.

Nothing can compared to the feeling that I experience in the final 2 days of a project when all things would flash me by. And I would know there is no one that could help me but myself. And I have blew up my chance.

And today, I am blowing it up again.. at least I am in the process of doing so.

This is really scary.

Fear's neologism

What is the scariest thing that could possibly happen in the dead middle of the night?

The inability to sleep after waking up from a nightmare and having to stare at the ceiling and my pitch dark bedroom waiting for the unknown to pounce on me and grab me by the neck. Definitely. This wins hands down.

Unknown and unseen things spook me out. Was it my imagination on the overrun, or was it plain cowardice? Was I “hearing” things or did I really hear things (literally)?

The occasional knocks on the wall on the side of my bed cannot be deemed as funny. Especially if the knocks wake me up in the still night and refused to let me continue my sleep devoid of fear.

I hate horny tomcats too. They sound too much like ghostly crying babies crawling under my window sill in hunger.

There are demons in my head that start to play when I am frozen with fear in their nocturnal realm. The desperation and vulnerability is difficult to fathom.

I hope that the sun shines at all times. I hope it shines in me.

Plastic and aluminium

Can everyone please stop using non-biodegradable plastic bags? And how about people who throw soft drink cans everywhere??

Arrghh its driving me crazy!!

Dear Hillary

Is 70% through Hillary’s memoir. What did I find? Here’s a few pointers that I have picked up along the way:

a. Bill Clinton is a great president who has been misunderstood throughout his presidency
b. Do not vote for a Republican
c. Vote for a Democrat (of course)
d. Most Republicans are sleaze bags with an even bigger bag of tricks!
e. It’s Hillary’s tell-all (except a big portion of the Lewinsky scandal)
f. Bill, Hillary and Chelsea are a big, happy family
g. This book is her route to a successful political life and coming elections (if everyone reads and believes it)
h. I am not sure on the authenticity of her memoir as things sound too “justified”

(Hey, give her some credit!) Yes, I have also learnt that she has fought for many policies that greatly concern the welfare and health of women, children and also the general American public. Its sad that her efforts had met so many obstacles (again, thanks to the Republicans who have no regard for basic human rights..) and as a woman myself, I salute her stand and spirit (if everything is true).

Too bad I can’t vote for you, Hillary.