It begins now, from year end till the next following years you’d all see major and significant changes around. The world as we know it will be undergoing a massive remodeling. Economic, Environmental and Social changes will sooner or later sweep the nation.
We are now on the verge of the beginning of either The End or A New Era. Whichever it will be, most of us will not be around much longer to see it.
Tides are changing ladies and gentlemen, the time now shall reward only the swift and cunning. Do try to keep up.
A construction worker came home just in time to find his wife in bed with another man. So he dragged the man down the stairs to the garage and puts the guy's dick in the clamp. He secured it tightly and removed the handle. Then he picked up a hacksaw.
The man, terrified, screamed, "STOP! STOP! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO.. TO.. CUT IT OFF, ARE YOU???!?"
The husband said, with a gleam of revenge in his eye:
"Nope. You are. I'm going to set the garage on fire."
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?"
The father answers: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
To Protect and Entertain (Crookers Remix) – Busy P
Don’t you just hate the December weather? I hadn’t had a good weekend in weeks. Every Sunday I wake up to grey skies and all I wanna do is stay in bed and sulk. The Black Widow and Agent Red has just been parked in the driveway collecting dust and cat fur.
I haven’t much road time on the Swift either thanks to a breakdown of the mother’s car. Now she pootles around town and I’m stuck with the diesel. Well its not all bad, the diesel is actually easier to live with daily, great mileage thanks to the recent dip in the fuel market and great fun to intimidate other idiotic boy racers.
I can’t wait for the new years and with it sunny skies. I’ve been neglecting my speed addiction and I think the skills I’ve gain as a driver and rider have diminished rather exponentially. A visit to track is in order, no more lagging about and using work and the missus as and excuse. With a probable chance of competing in the calendar again up-coming season I need to shape up and gain back the points I’ve lost.
p.s
I don’t really understand why you chose to get on the emergency lane, I guess it’s because you wanted to cut the traffic and annoy everyone else when you try to cut back in the proper lane. I guess you figured you’d gain about a full minute by doing so ad I guess you figured that the bloke in front is too much of a tool and can be pushed around into giving you the spot. I guess the bloke is not a pushover at all huh, by the way he forced you back out, and that left you quite angered and bitter and now you’re trying harder to cut in the line and start messing with the guy behind. I guess you didn’t realise that the bloke behind the car that closed the door on you is not a push over too, I guess you’d thought that despite driving a local tin can, you can definitely force the bloke in the big pick-up into giving you the spot. I guess you don’t know me then, because yes it is me you’re trying to intimidate and I don’t take such threats lightly. I guess now we know once and for all what happens when a 2 ton 4x4 diesel solidify its reinforced bumpers and durable tires on to the front wings of a 1300kg crap car. Apparently all I got was paint transfer from your car onto mine and that about it, you on the other hand, had a front wing crumpled into the wheel arch, a smashed front dislodge front bumper plus a wobbly wheel as a result. I’ve learned a lot from today’s lesson I hope you did too. Thanks.
I’ve been avoiding this issue for quite some time, due to the recent flare of writings and reports about the government, politics, the figures and other bodies which revolves around them.
What the hell is going on with this country now? It has always been corrupt and unjust, but they’ve always been rather smart about keeping it behind close doors. Now its like the people behind it have gone stupid, they get caught in the back dealings and shady outfits and get exposed to the common public. Idiots.
Other news, a recent encounter with the so called officers of law just reconfirmed my image towards them. Police nothing but just licensed gangsters. The uniform and badge give stupid school dropouts and under achievers a right to terrorise society instead of serving them.
As to my recollection from trips abroad I remember seeing police helping tourists, elderly people and so forth. Here a patrol car passes a broken down car with the owner thick in sweat trying to figure out the problem, and the police offers no help or concern but instead stops the motorcycle in front to harass for money.
Now….. I feel like leaving this country… until the society matures a little bit more..
It’s another Sunday ruined, plans to swim or ride with Dottie can’t follow through due to the weather being a bitch. Yesterday was such perfect day, even ended well.
Oh well the day is not over, maybe there’s time for it to change. Not like it has been a bad day, just that I hate it when plans can't be met, especially when its mine.
I got 2 week or so before I’ll be off the grid again, I need to ride I need to party. Barsonic better open up soon. Getting a little bit frustrated.
Can’t wait for the PS3 to come in, I’ve been so hyped up about GT5 that is no longer a healthy obsession.
p.s
I have my camera back, prepare to be reamed people.
Looking at a track record of her past, she’s had more heartbreaks, more experience, more ups and downs and more of that butterflies in your stomach feeling with relationships. I cannot compare. I cannot measure. Can i?
I’ve had my fair share of ladies, but those were more of conquests then love tales.
So how do I walk into this with the same confidence and zealous as before when I know of her history? Will she be comparing with her lover of previous past? Just as so I have done before this?
Keeping things and feelings new is the key, but when you’ve felt the same sensation again and again? What then?
What was it like when you 1st seen a rainbow? Do you feel it still when see one now?
*update*
Things were discussed, agreements made. Slept well despite lacking in hours. Woke up smiling.
The more I know, the more intimidate I get. My stories of previous past have been easy, only one case was exceptional.And taking from that point of view I guess I’m young in that sense.
When it comes to relationships I really have no clue on what I’m doing. I get ideas, I have ideas on what to do initially, the romancing, the courting, the acts. Dating I’m good at, loving I’m good at. The relationship and what it entails is what I’m so sorely hopeless with.
Making plans for dates, laying out the terms, the activities, the setting, location and what not. Be it flowers, cupcakes, chocolates, candles and whatever rocks her boat, those are superficial and only to give her the impression at first. But there is no reason not to pamper her, if you must court then show her a good time (Something I haven’t practice in a while due to personal reasons).
Loving her, this is easy. It really is. Once this is "feeling" attained, forgiveness, sacrifice, acceptance, patience… they all come to you in ten folds. Meaning being with the other person is selectively easier as you are able to accept them more. But attaining love is the difficult part. It means letting your guard down. Might as well put a sign which say “Come in devil, make yourself at home”.
The relationship – what is this? In and outside of marriage it’s the same just with different strictness. The everyday acts? What constitute as that? Sleeping in each others arms? Doing things together? Wishing pleasant sentiments to one another? Basically a series of routine of the prized acts that we do to please one another but magnified. But is there anything else? Asides just enjoying each others' company? And is that really just enough?
In a love letter written by the ex she proclaimed: “being with you made me a better person”, a true contradiction of how and what she felt when she decided to end the relationship.
Countless examples of failed marriages have shown to me that people are just destined to want change. We can’t just accept routine. Explains the ups and downs of relationships. The dramas is a form of excitement, makes thing interesting for good or for bad. But when the dust settles, can the couple hope to still stand together? If they really have attained love then perhaps.
A drama filled relationship is destined to fail,for it wears out the two individuals, a drama-less relationship bares no excitement and stands to fail too. My relationships tend to be boring, for I am a person who dislikes drama. Makes me wonder if any girl could actually handle that? Not to say I’m not spontaneous, those close to me knows I’m hardly predictable, but maybe.. just maybe…
I stood alone opposite the street, waiting for the Boss to finish up her business in the bank. Headphones in my ear, EOTS’s “Walking on a dream” playing and the other hand occasionally coming to my mouth letting me inhale the white smoke into my already tempered lungs.
As time goes by, puff after puff and track after track, I was very suddenly woken from my trance of thoughts by a familiar roar. That sound… The sound that shook me to my core the last time I heard it at full pelt. I glance up and let my vision wonder trying to trace the source, the grumble grew louder... and from behind a passing car... I saw it.
Surprise No. 1, of all days, I did not expect to see a rider coming out into the weather today and definitely not here. This place hardly ever gets that kind of traffic, my kind of traffic.
Surprise No. 2, of all bikes I expected to see cruising by here, from supersports to superbikes, I would have never figured it’ll be a gut wrenching VMax. This bike rattled my bones when I was just a mere lad. Ever since then every incarnation gives me the symbol of raw power harnessed (barely).
Surprise No. 3, for such a gargantuan ride, I had expected a huge “mothafu” wrestling it but no, the petite frame and lithe figure confirmed it was a lady. A Lady? At this point, only the word “Awe” registered in my head. This was lady not to be messed with.
Surprise No. 4, at this point I contemplated on slapping myself to wake up from a very ridiculous dream. Said Lady, on her VMax is heading towards me… She cruised to a stop right behind my car, left the engine on, got off and approached me. The tinted visor gave me zero clue on who she is or what she wanted but I knew I wasn’t dreaming it. With a quick hand movement she flipped up the full-face helmet and revealed herself.
She didn’t turn out to be a twenty something hottie I’d hoped for but instead, more of a distinguish 30 something lady but lively and still carries her grace well. She needed directions and I promptly gave them out and just as she turn away, I said: “We should ride”. She turn back, gave me a glance over and ask: “You ride?”
From then on, we made introductions, exchange handshakes, business cards, pleasantries and made plans to make plans. I’m looking forward to trying to keep up to her Vmax and her hubby’s ZX-14R.
A confusion point I’ve had the slight pleasure in encountering lately is distracting me from other distractions. I ask if there’s something prominent with Lava girl? I don’t know, I started wanting something temporary, but now I feel as if I do want to move forward just a little bit but the signs and body language stemming from her is throwing me of course.
I’m ranting, I need to ride this weekend, sorry Dottie can’t take you along. Tis my alone time. Who knows I might change my mind…. Possibly.
On another note conversations with Comic girl about her recent endeavors and how I’ve played a role in helping her through it gave me that boost I needed. Was beginning to think I’ve lost too much of my humanity to come back from the dead.
p.s
36 days to go… Thinking back on where I was at this point the previous year, I can’t believe I wasted so much time. 2 months which should’ve just been avoided. It was totally unnecessary. Pah!
I’m sitting here currently, in the middle of nowhere on the northern borders, away from civilisation but somehow connected. Not the holiday I had in mind but it works. Sipping on a blended coffee, with a fag in one hand and headphones in ears. I sit and ponder about something I read earlier, made me think about lovers of past lives. I do wonder whether I’m thinking straight when I decided my actions.
I’ve concluded that its futile to worry or really care, I’ll watch my steps but ultimately.. I miss the feeling, I do wanna wake up with the scent of someone else next to me or a morning text greeting. I like missing someone and trying to spoil them.
The hurt is unavoidable, eventually I believe it will come but for time being, I wake up with a sense of anticipation I haven’t felt in quite awhile and I like it.
So I give up fighting, laying down my defences and risking it a bit, for life is too short to deny the pleasures.
Vacation is canceled, but holiday is still on. I’m not liking the events that have been happening at home lately. I don’t need a beach holiday, I need a riding road trip.. an Ironbutt competition or something.
Someone told me I think too much, so I thought less…
Then someone told me that thinking is what separates humans from everything else, so I thought about that…
Bottom-line, I should stop talking and just go to sleep.
Who died and made u admin? I’m the Asst. Admin here and I’m the resident Health and Safety Officer, and you know what?!
I don’t give a damn!!
You’re the dickwad who started since you were young and just because you quit because you started coughing blood, doesn’t give you the authority to start banning us from smoking in the lavatory.
Enjoy the e-bomb I sent you.. I’ll fix it after my smoking dump session.
It’s a Monday morning, albeit a very slow one at that. I came late and expected to see a stockpile of paper work for me to do but surprisingly the clients haven’t completed them yet. So I’m sitting at my desk stoning about and wasting my life with facebook and youtube.
A call from DKHY last night reminded me that I haven’t been seeing my friends in a long time, the ones I’m comfortable with and appreciate most. Mr. Skinny and Jessica Rabbit are back from their holiday and in a weeks time I’ll be the one casting off. So I’d make it a point to see them all before I go off. The crowd I’m currently hanging with has too many dramas for my blood. I miss my serene and boring hangouts.
I haven’t been riding much at all nowadays, the Black Widow is just sitting about on her ass. The bro has been starting her up and making sure that she flexes her muscles every once in a while. My caretaking duties is bound to the Ago for the time being, she was the last machine I rode.
With the coming of October I expected some interesting events but somehow have that “feeling”, the kind you get when you now a storm is just up the horizon. The air turns eerie calm and the water turns into a mirror perfect reflection. Everywhere I go I feel like the air pressure is decreased. I know something’s up but I’m just not sure what it is or where is it coming from.
And I clarify this to you all, this is not turning out to be a joke blog. I put up the funny entries whenever I reach a writers block or I’m just too bloody busy to update. So the jokes is my effort in entertaining “you” so enjoy the fact I still care enough about my readers (all four of you).
Shortly thereafter God was in receipt of a notice to show cause why he shouldn't be cited for failure to file an environmental impact statement. He was granted a temporary planning permit for the project, but was stymied by a Cease and Desist Order for the earthly part. At the hearing, God was asked why he began his earthly project in the first place.
He replied that he just liked to be creative.
Officials immediately demanded to know how the light would be made.
Would it require strip mining? What about thermal pollution?
God explained that the light would come from a huge ball of fire, and provisional approval was granted with the proviso that no smoke would result.
The authorities demanded the issuance of a building permit, and (to conserve energy) required that the light be left off half the time.
God agreed, saying he would call the light "Day" and the darkness "Night."
Officials replied that they were only interested in protecting the environment, not in semantics.
God said, "Let the earth bring forth green herb and such as many seed."
The EPA agreed, so long as only native seed was used.
Then God said, "Let waters bring forth creeping creatures having life; and the fowl that may fly over the earth."
Officials pointed out this would require approval from the Department of Game coordinated with the Heavenly Wildlife Federation and the Audubongelic Society.
Everything went along smoothly until God declared that he intended to complete the project in six days.
Officials informed God it would take at least 200 days to review his many waiver applications and environmental impact statements. After that there would have to be a public hearing, and then there would be a 10-12 month probationary period before....
I'm back, at least for a little while. The trip to the south was interesting, lots of family moments, good and bad but suffice to say what family has not its dramas. i guess my highlight throughout the the holidays was the drive. The journey is key in my life rather than the destination.
Well won't be long till i'm boarding that flight, tickets and accommodation have been paid for. No work issues, family issues or friend issues shall be troubling me. i haven't had a vacation in a long time. So don't bother guys, my cell would be out of reach anyways. No cell service where i'm heading to. Thanks to a rather good family friend.
