winter is coming

due to closeness of exams and lack of inspiration, this blog will temporarily enter a state of hibernation. will revive it as soon as i can. sorry

life? anyone?

The worst part of eating hobos is their non-stop whining (dirt and smell takes second place). I mean come on. Hobos sit on their fat asses all day begging for money and complaining how hard their life is and how cruel glod is to them, the only excersice they will be doing is walking up from their spot to go to the nearest liquor store or drug dealer... therefore i see no point for them in ever having appendages in the first place. The solution to their protest of them needing their legs as i've found out a few weeks ago is to give them a bottle of cheap wine. This way they stop whining and they marinate themselves in the process...

Speaking of life, what exactly is it?(i know some of you may say that this blog posting is very like one i used to write, but i've recently recieved new insights towards it). Life... We all lament it. We all hate it(most of the time). We all wonder if it leads us towards the life we want... But has anybody really REALLY consider what life is? Have you? Lots of you undoubtatly think that life is predestined by some unknown glod with some magical pen on some magical paper, tasking each creature to live a pre-destined life. But is it really? If it is then what is the entire purpose of living? We might as well be robots which reproduce by mating.

So what is life then? Well lets consider the case. Life began when the heart of a creature begins beating. Life begins when they creatures brain(or likewise instrument) sends it's first impulse to the creature. Life begins with the creatures first action. Yes, the first action taken by the creature in question is the first step towards a journey that is twisted and filled with obstacles that Arnold Schwarzenegger will flinch at. And as with all actions taken, it tends to have consequences. And then as any creature will logically do, it will react to the consequence by performing another action, thus sparking a chain reaction. For instance, take the case of a baby emerging from the womb of a pregnant lady. When the baby opens it's eyes(action) it sees the world for the first time(consequence), this image is sent back to the brain(action), which determines that the world it has been borne in is a scary hell(consequence), thus it proceeds to cry(action), and resulting in the doctor pronouncing it as healthy(consequence) and so on... Thus i conclude that life, in essence, is the action taken by a creature, followed by it's consequence, followed by another action, and so on and so forth.

So no. Life is not pre-destined. Life was never written down beforehand, only after. Life is determined by one creature and only one creature. The creature involved itself. So when you are in one hell of a shitty situation, don't think that life is getting you down. It is the result of you making an error in your judgement and thus arriving at the current predicament. And at which point there is no point in asking glod to help you either as even is she/he existed, she/he is probably too busy frying people with thunderbolts to listen to you rant and help you out of it. So don't look up in desperation. Look forward with renewed vigor and confidence and take the best way out. the will be painful consequences, but the action you take will cause the future to have brighter consequences. The future is written by yourself and yourself alone. Don't lose hope. Never lose hope.

Ok, this hobo is finished. I'm going to find another one. Have fun looking forward people, this way it'll be easier for me to sneak up behind you.

tag!!! i'm it!!! TT( you tagged me where it hurts...)

Ladies and Gentleman, i have been tagged. Yes, and it hurts. A lot.
well let me get on with it then

Tagged by : Alsy...

RULES:
1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.

8 different points about my perfect lover (girl... hopefully):
a) willing
b) understanding
c) forgiving
d) can cook
e) looks cute
f) melodious
g) streetwise
h) loves me as much as i love her

hmm... who to tag...
i tag : Yorsh, YorLin, fevernuts, soya

and for those who are expecting something funny, sorry, not this time... instead, take a lok at this
witness the scourge of disney... you'll never look at the show the same way again

dont you think it's a bit too late?

I'm a very liberal zombie, after all even homosapiens deserve a chance to prove themselves worthy... However there are some homosapiens that really disgusts me... recently in the papers there was a story of another child rapist and murderer... Apparently some homosapien had gotten a little too horny for the little girls' good, found the girl, kidnapped her, raped her, killed her, and finally stuffed her corpse in a bag and left it outside a store... Her corpse was only found on day later when a manager opened it to inspect it's contents...

These homosapiens are sick, preying on the weaker of their kind, imposing their will on those unable to defend themselves, desecrating their innosence, snuffing out the life of one who could be, want to be, will never be successful and good, and finally leaving her around like a used condom for all to see... If i ever find any of those homosapiens, i'll just tear off an arm, a leg and a penis and lock them up in my basement with less than enough food, this way they will have to live and suffer throughout the remainder of their lives...

Yet come to think about it, are they the only ones at fault here? I'm not trying to give those sickos standing ground, i'm just presenting all the facts involved... Why is it that a sicko like that is given the opportunity to kidnap the little girl? why is it that no one noticed the dissapearance of 7 other girls between the age of 6-10 before this happened? why was it that a sicko like this even existed in the first place?

In my opinon, these three problems all have one common factor... Bad parenting. come on, which responsible parent will leave their kid alone in a danger prone area and not pay attention to their childrens well-being? What kind of parents will not post the dissapearance of their children in newspapers all over the country in a desperate attempt to find their children? why is it that the parents of sickos like this have never instilled any consience in their kid? These parents are also in need of some common sense instillment classes...

This sicko however did teach us something, he has taught us to constantly be grateful that your loved ones are alive, are protected and are happy... it tells parents to be careful for their children, it teaches guys to be grateful for their girls, it tells homosapiens to be more aware of these freaks of nature...

that said, i think i'll go eat a hobo... have fun you bunch of homosapiens, and beware, i could be behind you...

Conversation with Glod

I was sitting down to begin eating my lunch when i was confronted by a bright light. Being a member of the dead i've lost most of my emotions, which included fear, so i regarded this new development with curiosity... the light soon materialized into an anthropoid form. I couldn't make out the face or gender of the being in question, not that it matters, so i began to contemplate what to make of this encounter... Just at that moment, it spoke in a voice that doesn't suggest anything other than a voice, with no hint whatsoever of the gender, age or personality of it's owner. The ensuring conversation went underway...

zombie : Er... greetings?
being : Hello zombie.
zombie : I assume you come in peace...
being : You may assume so.
zombie : ... You look familiar, have i seen you before?
being : I doubt it.
zombie : So... I can tell you're not here for homosapien gibs.
being : urgh, you can keep them.
zombie : Well how bout some rice crispies then?
being : I'm not here for food, I assure you.
zombie : Whew, that's a relief... So what do you want?
being : zombie, i'm here to have a chat with you.
zombie : Well, I guess i can spare some time, what do you want to know?

The being raised a question about my beliefs regarding homosapiens and the reason i'm not in love with what i once was. In truth I have pondered over this as well, i was once just an ignorant homosapien, but sometime ago i've discovered the foolishness of homosapiens and have disassociated myself from them, to answer this question first we must look at the definition of homosapiens...

homosapiens, in my own opinion is another type of animal, but an animal with no fur, no sharp claws, no camouflage, but possess superior intellect and two very flexible hands. Some people argue that homosapiens are not animals, believing so because homosapiens are smarter than any animal or even that they are superior because they are made by god with special plans...
the way i see it, monkeys and gorillas have about the same amount of intelligence, yet even they, the ancestors of mankind according to the theory of evolution, are labeled as animals, but homosapiens aren't? And of those who think that homosapiens are made special by god, i thought that "god" made all creatures equal, how exactly does making homosapiens special fit into that equation? And if homosapiens have a special task delegated to them you'll bet "god" is reevaluating "god"s strategy now.

Indeed, homosapiens are making a mockery of the world by polluting the environment, destroying ecosystems and thinking that money is the most important thing. They have total disregard of our planet as they continue to strip mine, major deforest, and constant combust objects so that they have their own personal comforts. What disgusts me further is how some homosapiens regard that they are entirely correct in their way of thinking and thus dont worry about it at all, and the worst thing is that they think that the earth being destroyed is a bunch of bollocks and not worthy of their attention... I realised this fact when i've reached a certain age, and from that time onwards i have felt disgusted by homosapiens and have decided to disassociate myself from them, choosing instead to become a zombie... (Do understand i'm talking in general here, i'm happy to share my time with any homosapien who i deem worthy).

So i gues that's why i have this distant disgust for the actions of homosapiens, and i feel that i'm doing my part by eating as many of them as i can, those who don't wish to be eaten better start to worry about the environment now...

Having said that, I watched the being nod his head and and begun to rise. The beings voice boomed out around me...
being :Interesting views zombie, it seems talking to you is much more insightful compared to talking to those priest who keep asking me for salvation of one kind or another.
zombie : Glad to help, say you look familiar, are you sure I haven't seen you some where?
being : I'm sure you did.
zombie : Ok, seeya some other time...

and i did, he was the guy working at the 7-11 right opposite my house...

you are so insensitive

I was bored one day while eating my lunch, so i told him a joke.It was about the stupidity of homosapiens. He felt offended by it and an arguement broke out among us. Here's what it was like...

Zombie: So, what do you think? Am i in line to become a comedian?
Lunch : That was a distasteful joke. You are insensitive.
Zombie: Oh yeah? What do you know of insensitivity? Do you think i want to be insensitive?do you think it's my fault that i'm born with no regard for other peoples feelings? well, let me tell you right here and right now, that you are being insensitive about insensitivity! I am insensitive and i'm proud of it!
Lunch : Geeze sorry, i guess i never really though of it that way... i guess i was a bit insensitive about that matter...
Zombie: Yeah well, as long as you have seen the logic of it and will never do it again.
Lunch : Yeah, i'll never do it again.
Which he didn't ever do again, in fact he never did much of anything again, cause i felt a bit hungry. This left me a bit happy, so here comes another blog.
Anyway, i've recently cut my hair...

yep, feel free to ooo and aaa all you want... it's me in short hair mode... lots of you might think it's a big improvement from my previous hairstyle, and to tell the truth, i quite agree... all that hair though seemingly provides a unique distraction for my otherwise flawed face texture, it actually promotes the obvious for all to see, so i guess having a haircut is a great idea, even my head feels lighter...

Haircut aside, I've recently felt the need to keep an extra eye out for danger in my surrounding area, Subang aint exactly fort knox... and since most of the time i go back to my tiny room while it's dark, you tend to be more suspicious of the dangers lurking in the shadows, you'll never know what you'll meet coming around the corner after all, a mugger, a crazy dog or even a crazy person... whats got me so safety concious all of a sudden? My sisters friend recently got mugged by 5 guys in a black car, they just drove up to her, came out with knifes and asked for money, go figure... So, anyway, i dont really know why i posted this blog, maybe i just wanted to promote the life long warning to all... Safety first!!!
Keep safe and alive, so i can eat you later... well, i'm hungry, time to go eat a hobo

it's quite possible you know

Yep, contrary to popular belief (and many sciencentific studies apparently), zombies do get sick. (Dont ask me why i uploaded this image here, i guess my brains acting up...)

And the sick zombie in question is undoubtablily me... must have been someone i ate... anyway, since this sickness is not getting any better at the moment, and i need a distraction after quiting my job at the web (yes. I quit my job under family influence), i've decided to work on my blog... again...

Anyway, yes, shocking as it may be i've decided to quit my slackers dream job post and start on my intensive physics tuition. not without a twang of regret. I really miss doing my homework and getting paid for it, and if i have no homework surfing the net or watching videos. But i had no alternative. My marks in physics were not as high as my family would like, and since my job has been leaked to the family unintentionaly, they put the blame on something they dont approve of but couldn't find a reason to disapprove of it... until now that is. Like hungry wolves they pounce on this problem immediately after they saw my marks, denying me the little fun and satisfaction that comes with earning money... well that's homosapien nature to you... sigh

So, now i'm a bit at a lost of joy, with it i've lost most of my drive to study, but that's not an option either, so i guess i have to study with a sour mood... yeah, i am angry at being forced out of a job, but the one i'm really angry at is not my family or my friends, i'm angry at myself, for being a lazy bastard and not doing well in my exams... so hey, i guess, that in life there are two ways to get whatever you want... One is to be a good individual, to obey laws, to follow the crowd, to keep in line, to work hard, and such... the other one is to be a manipulator of others, to backstab and betray when the time is right, to always suck up to the superiors, and get rewarded for fulfilling the needs of others... i cant be either. I cant be a robot...and i cant be a total asshole...

so i guess i'm doomed to be a failure in this society... Still, i won't give up though, life is unfair after all, what you need to do is just make it unfair in your favour, this way you'll make others suffer for your expense... for those of you who have a concience at hearing this, you can stay at the bottom for all i care, wise up, you cant get to the top without stepping on a few heads, and even there you are stepping on someones head constanly anyway... so just live with the fact that u are at the top and donate to charity i guess...

Man this sinus problem is even affecting my brain... i was starting to feel enjoyment... well i better sign out before i blow this monitor out of the window with my sneese... whoops, too late