I'll bring you back to the stars.

PassedOutBen has been nagging me gila to burn pictures for him
So FINE Ben, i'm doing it NOW okay!
Let's see how long this takes.

It's exactly 2:18 am now... *goes do the shite*

2:27 am -
Wah this is damn funny...
i'm so tempted to burn all these fairy and flower and pony pictures unto the cd for you as well...
:p

2:35 am -
Fuck la...
Seeing all these old photos and getting emo.
-_-

2:40 am -
Crap.
I really did look hotter with long hair.
Crappidy crap crap.

2:51 am -
Fuck.
I just saw this whole folder of photos that i took of myself in my bra.
(obviously not burning those for you)
And got reminded on how they aLL got accidentally distributed to relatives across England, S'pore and Australia...
By my own father.
Cos he accidentally burnt that bunch into a cd with some family wedding photos.
Fucking shy.
They still talk about it
O_o

3:09 -
Woah.
I just stumbled unto photos of me passing out and kissing girls.
Heh this also dunnit to burn k Ben.

3:31 am -
Wah i realise HOW MUCH we party wei...
Just saw some pictures of you passing out and IvanSengFatt putting a middle finger near your nose *lol*
Then you passed out on some steps...
And i passed out on you.
Omg.

4:15 am -
I'm done... FINALLY.
Fuck that took long!

Forget blogging anymore, i'm going to sleep.
Please don't let me wake up late for work today...!
You'd better appreciates man.

for a brief moment...i thought i lost the most important man in my life. for a brief moment.

on a slightly different note...i really hate people who try to be cute. pet names makes the hair on my back (if i have any) stand. i'm dumbfounded at friendster testimonials that sound more like emails and the ones that are just full of teddy bears and heart shapes saying 'friends forever' or some crap like that. i absolutely hate slapstick comedy. i get agitated at people who can't enunciate and spell when it's absolutely necessary.

i am broken beyond repair. i once thought i was invincible. nothing could break me...nothing could shake me...nothing could shatter my beliefs. i was living in utopia. then something happens...a mistake...an enlightenment...a lesson...a momentary lapse in concentration and self control...a life altering experience. everything i ever believed in crumbled down leaving me with bits and pieces...nothing but ruins. i try to pick up the pieces and put everything back together...no luck. i try to move on still broken and bitter....no luck. i try to let time heal the broken pieces and returning to what was once my utopia...no luck. because i was broken...i will never be the same. i've accepted my bad luck...my momentary lapse...my mistakes. as the years went by i've picked up the pieces but i can't put them back together exactly the way they were. some things can be mended...some things just can't. why? it's called a mistake...a life altering experiences...an enlightenment...a lesson. if it didn't change me and affect me it wouldn't have meant anything. i'll never go there again...never fall down...never let my guard down...never put myself in a situation where i can be broken again. and because of that...i have changed my beliefs. call it a transformation. am i a lesser person because of it...no. am i still broken...no. i'm just...different. i'm more aware of who i am and what i'm capable of. some might say i've become cynical and maybe i have. i'd like to say i've become wiser...liberated...more conscious. in the meantime...i'll just wait for another momentary lapse...another life altering experience...another transformation.

on a brighter note :-

- because of the rotation of the earth, an object can be thrown farther if it is thrown west.
- only 3% of mammals are monogamous (why am i not surprised?)
- a cockroach breaks wind every 15 minutes
- a cow spends 18 hours a day chewing
- a shrimp's heart is located in its head (it never has to choose between following its heart or its head)

The forehead which speaks doesn't seem that layan anymore. Unlike last time where she would take out this mindless contraption with a lense and start asking me to pose in some weird manner with her. During those times I swear I thought she had some disturbing fantasy considering the way her eyes would seem to pludge right straight into my very soul.

Waiting everso patiently for her return, only to be disappointed by her scolding me No Stephen No that No this when I try endlessly to ger her attention by barking. Of course she tries to compensate by taking me for my walks. But it'll always end up as though i'm the one taking her for walks. The monkey was right, the forehead preffers the pan and would never hesitate to leave me alone with the golf fanatic and darth vader.

You'll know that you're obsessively vain and a camwhore when you start partaking in activities such as snapping pictures in the car infront of your office when already you're late for work..... rawr!!!

"Why you never post?" PassedOutBen bugged me
"Post? On your blog? *You* post la! My last post still on the top wei!" I retorted defensively
"So? So free in office, go post go post."
"Eh. It's yOUR blog okay. I got my own to attend to."
"Hey friend, giving you access is not a one-day thing okay."

So demanding man some people.
Somemore dare to say i'm demanding when i drink.
...
Okay perhaps i am but that shall not be the Topic Of The Day.

And i'm not thaT free okay.
Just so happened i'm more free today.
Today.
TODAY.
And being free, Ben, does not mean you drive me back to office at 70 km/hour and tell me you're keeping to the speed limit.

-_-

Whatmore i had left for lunch two hours before that.
Want me to be sacked is it.
Just because you're unemployed doesn't mean i have to teman you too!
(sure gonna kena kick)

Which brings me to the Topic Of The Day
Today's topic is -


Ben And Self Control

Which can also be related to Ben Should Not BUY ANYMORE SHOES Till He Has A Job


1. You Cannot Afford It

No job means no income.
No income means no leisurely spending.
No leisurely spending means no buying more shoes.
You only have two feet.
How many pairs of shoes do you need?
Like really really REALLY need?

No *puts hand in face* i don't want to hear it.

This leads to No. 2


2. You Don't Need So Many

Underwear you need.
Food you need.
Money you need.
Toothpaste, you sort of need.
Alcohol, you definitely need.
But many many pairs of shoes?
NO.
Dunnit.


3. Don't compare

Don't tell Ashley and me that we have more pairs of shoes then you.
Ours cost way less.
Way WAY less.
Like, 350 ringgit a PAIR less EACH.

And girls memang need more shoes to match the ridiculous number of ways they can dress up.
You dress up in the same style - which goes with sneakers.
Which you have many
You don't need SO MANY PAIRS ( going back to No. 2)


4. It Makes You Happy BuT...

It will also make you broke.

I know they make you happy.
I know they're laid out in a beautiful row by your bed.
I know you said you carress them lovingly before you sleep every night.
I know you said you'd rather live in a cardboard box with all your beloved shoes instead of a nice house...

But really Ben.

Then rain will drip through your cardboard box unto your precious shoes when it storms.


5. You Know You Have More Then Enough When You Have Lost Count

ie -
"You have so many! Stop buying!" i nagged.
"Where got! I got only have three pairs of dungs! *proudly holds up three fingers*..... Four. I mean four." *slowly adds another finger to the row*


6. Showroom is a shop. Not a church.

It's okay if you go to church everyday.
It's not okay if you to Showroom everyday... unless you're working there.
Walking around gawking and touching all their merchandise does not equal to working there.
Working out your legs, fingers and wallet, yes la.
But not working working.

To go to Showroom everyday PLUS having to lie so that people will teman you there does not just require nagging.
I think it's verging on the Tabung For Counseling for Ben.

ie
"Follow me to The Curve."
"For what, i'm quite busy la... i got event photography in an hour."
"Please, please, please, i need to buy medication, very fast wan."

Okay la. Medication for what i dunno, but medication is an important and serious word.
So i agreed.
Half and hour later i find myself stepping in Showroom.
Being blur i only realised my presence once in the store.

"Oi! You said you needed medication!!!"
"Yea la... this iS my medication."

Whereupon you bought aNOTHER pair of shoes
-_-
Can die

Remember that line you always say to me?
I'm throwing it right back at you -

"Use your head la!"

Usually when i read PassedOutBen's posts,
They don't make much sense to me.
Unless i get perasan and *think* it involves me.
>_<

But...

Usually, no.
It's always deep shit that i don't get cos it's all code-like.

And then it evolved.
From his many deep posts,
To songlists,
To guest-bloggers writing nonsense cos he's too busy running around layaning people.

AHA.
Now i know what to write about.
PassedOutBen never writes about his layan-ness.

It's amazing how many people call upon him for help, advice, yam cha, movies, dinners etc.
If his dressing was more preppy, i'd easily state he's a gigolo, full stop.

"Eh, you're always layaning people. Running here, running there. Like your job liddat," I said .
*good grief i sound like a mother*
"Haiya, friends mar, layan only," he replied jauntily.
"True. You should charge since you're not working."
I'm so intelligent sometimes, i can't help it.
"Yea man, i'll be a rich man," he agreed pulling out his usual pack of Dunhill Lights.

True that, my friend.
True that.

Then again, everyone has different perspectives on wealth.
And you.
Are definitely wealthy....



With all those damn shoes you spend your money on.

Superstar this
Superstar that
Star star star
Community crossover this and that
Sorry, i meant Neighbourhood
Dungs la
Shy pink la
...
Can die la, friend.


Oops. Did i just bang your shoes on *youR* blog? Gasp.

dear hubby,
it's been ages since you last posted. i live in a different country without internet access and even so... i've posted twice as much as you in the past one month. even our dear friend sowdog has taken the initiative to add some inane but nonetheless witty remarks. i would try and pretend to be you to give your readers something mind shattering to read but unfortunately...it would read 'posted by feefs' at the bottom of the entry. so...please let update...something...anything.

This is NOT a post by ben, this is pseudo ben as ben never updates.

Pseudo ben: This has been a really hectic two days for me, with my debut at Atmosphere on thursday and the Baxx event last night. I was so nervous as it would be first time spinning on in public I almost shat myself. Luckily i had the aid of some alcohol to calm my nerves. Not too much this time though otherwise i'd think I was superman and jump off the console.

Baxx was really great! Though I didn't meet my quota, I still managed to get around 35 people in. Atleast it's enough for my covercharge but it's the satisfaction of seeing everyone and helping out in something i believe in that made it great. The environment was great, i really hope it works out. Please check out the bass agent's websites for updates

http://www.bassagents.com/

give it another week and it'll be a month since ben last posted. but heck...nothing new. ben disappears from time to time. he's like the superhero who's powers include vanishing for weeks before surprising us with an entry that is not only thought provoking but vague to some...usually vague. so ben.....stop indulging in superhero activities and start updating. if not...i shall have to assume your identity and attempt to write something that makes no sense.

high of the day: D24...loads of it
low of the day: initial D...forgive me for i'm a 'banana'