Thursday, March 30, 2006
So I have been 18 for a few days already. Haven't been utilising the benefits of 18 yet, if you get what I mean. Been busy redesigning the website of my dad's company. Website attracts customers = More money for the company = More money for dad = More money for me. Haha. That's not exactly the point why I helped though. I am just nice.My violet contacts broke today, just before the one month mark. I don't think the grey one looks as nice on me. Anyone wanna sponsor me another pair? =P
Well, here is the labour of my hours of work. It's done only with Notepad and Photoshop, so don't expect much.
From
to
and then currently it's like this..
Monday, March 27, 2006
Well, I'm 18. But it feels so... unspecial. Midnight just came and gone. I guess there is no one there to make my days special anymore.I don't know why I miss you so much
Yeah I don't know why I still feel your touch
You left me feeling high and dry
With nothing but the queston why
I guess you had another direction
And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection
If you call me today
I'll say that I'm fine
But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice
It's just a lie
You knew what you had
You still walked away leaving me in this mess
My love for you is deep and meaningless
You knew what you were doing to me
And I guess I was too blind to see
Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad
But I'd do it again to relive what we had
There are many things left to remind me
Of a love that I just can't leave behind me.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Whew. Today I vomitted for like the first time in several years. Twice. 5 hours of sleep, after of which 5 hours of football (constantly running and running and running) in the hot sun, which was accompanied by rain for a while, too much lemon tea, iced tea and hot tea mixed together. And no food for the whole day yet. Bah. I think I must seriously start taking care of myself. Living this kind of life will probably make me die young. ):Vomitting sucks. I can still feel the war of the worlds in my tummy. Hope no one steps on that grass patch. X: Waking up from my dream this morning, I realised how lonely I was.
Anyone who ever loved could look at me and know that I love you.
Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me and know I dream of you, knowing I love you so.
Anyone who had a heart would take me in his arms and love me, too.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
"This happened about a month or two ago near Lonavala, and even though it sounds like something out of the X Files or the Twilight Zone...it actually happened! This guy drives from Mumbai to Pune and decides not to take the new expressway as he wants to see the scenery. The inevitable happens and when he reaches the ghats his car breaks down - he's stranded miles from nowhere. Having no choice he starts walking on the side of the road, hoping to get a lift to the nearest human habitation. It's dark and raining and pretty soon he's wet and shivering. The night rolls on and no car goes by, the monsoon rains are so strong he can hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he can make out a car coming towards him. It slows and then stops next to him - without thinking the guy opens the car's door and jumps in. Seated in the back, he leans forward to thank the person who had saved him when he realizes there is nobody behind the wheel! Even though there's no one in the front seat and no sound of any engine,the car starts moving slowly. The guy looks at the road ahead and sees a curve coming the hills and there is a steep drop beyond the curve). Scared almost to death he starts to pray, begging the Lord for his life. He hasn't come out of shock, when just before he hits the curve, a hand appears through the window and moves the wheel! The car makes the curve safely and continues on the road to the next bend. The guy, now paralyzed in terror, watches how the hand appears every time the car is at a curve and moves the steering wheel just enough to get it around each bend. Finally, the guy sees lights ahead. Gathering his courage he wrenches open the door of then silent, slowly moving car, scrambles out and runs as hard as he can towards the lights. It's a small town. Wet and in shock goes to a roadside dhabba, which is open, and asks for a drink. They find some hooch and give him a shot. And he starts telling whoever is in the dhabba about the horrifying experience he just went through. A silence envelops everybody when they realize the guy isn't drunk, and is really frightened - he's crying and shaking. So they give him more hooch and talk about what they should do, whether to call the police or find a priest, or what. But just then two guys walk into the dhabba. One excitedly points a finger and says to his friend "Look Raj! That's the asshole that got in the car when we were pushing it..."Saturday, March 18, 2006
After 6 goals up we self-destructed. Bah. Guess we're overburnt. I wonder if we did win?Seems like I still can't find a job. Ritz hasn't called yet, and I'm seriously contemplating not to accept the job because I can't meet their grooming standards. I mean, I break like over half of their rules, which include having no coloured hair, coloured contacts, long hair, ear studs and things like that. If I do that's probably the second job I rejected after the modelling one. Which I think is just a scam to get my money. I look so shitty and I'm short. =(
Oh well. Hope I get an easy and nice paying job. Really need something to distract myself with. Wishful thinking on that "easy and nice paying" part though.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Bad day. Woke up at 8 in the morning with gastric. 8 a.m.!!! It's the holidays. Went to play some footy with my gastric. Boring game, we were down one goal at first and after that it was pretty much one-sided to our advantage. Most of them were tired after one game and here I am at home still enduring my gastric.Blah. Know now why I have nothing to blog about? Because the posts would be as boring as this one.
Monday, March 13, 2006
As long as you'll be happy, I'll be fine. =)As for the millions of heartbreaks, I'll endure.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Jason has left lots of white space on the right side of the paper. Jason fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion. If this is true, then Jason has an unhealthy relationship to the past and has a fear of moving forward. The right side of the page represents the future and Jason seems unwilling to face the fear of getting started living now and planning for the future. Jason seems to be clinging to past events and spending lots of time thinking about what happened. It would be best to leave the past behind and move on. Stop crowding that left margin.
Something is incomplete in Jason's life. He feels frustration relating to his physical needs and desires. Somewhere in his life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Jason's sexual needs. <-- Haha!
Jason is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Jason's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Jason that he wasn't a great and beautiful person, and he believed them. Jason also has a fear that he might fail if he takes large risks. Therefore he resists setting his goals too high, risking failure. He doesn't have the internal confidence that frees him to take risks and chance failure. Jason is capable of accomplishing much more than he is presently achieving. All this relates to his self-esteem. Jason's self-concept is artificially low. Jason will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because he is afraid that if he makes a change, it might get worse. It is hard for Jason to plan too far into the future. He kind of takes things on a day to day basis. He may tell you his dreams but he is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud he speaks, look at his actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Jason is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.
In reference to Jason's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Jason slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project. He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Jason can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Jason will be candid and direct when expressing his opinion. He will tell them what he thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want his opinion, don't ask for it!
Jason will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Jason believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.
Jason is moderately outgoing. His emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, he can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. He has the ability to put himself into the other person's shoes. Jason will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes he will be happy, the next day he might be sad. He has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because he is in between. Psychology calls Jason an ambivert. He understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, he will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." He doesn't sway too far one way or the other. When convincing him to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to him. He puts himself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet he will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Jason is an expressive person. He outwardly shows his emotions. He may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story. Jason is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. He weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when he finally has to. He basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Jason doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.
This sh*t is accurate. Take it here.
Friday, March 10, 2006
It's great to feel so tired once in a while. Makes you feel alive & human and distracts you from many things.. Like you.The sun was really strong today. Guess everyone got burnt. Happy peeling!
Thursday, March 09, 2006
I guess affairs of the heart are never certain.I can't fault you. Being
is something I'm guilty of too. Unfortunately, things seldom work out for me.Well, I do hope the converse happens for you. No matter what happens next... Thanks for the memories.
I'm not supposed to love you.
I'm not supposed to care.
I'm not supposed to live my life,
Wishing you were there.
I'm not supposed to wonder,
Where you are or what you do.
I'm sorry I can't help myself,
Because I'm still in love with you.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
I must either be the most trusting person in the world or the biggest fool.Strangely, I feel okay I guess. I guess because long long ago I had already guessed what would happen.
Oh well. I'm already used to this.
Anyway, thank you Ziyan for the dinner!! =)
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Was tagged in my private blog, so here's it.Seven dreams before death:
1) Grow old with someone special.
2) Know how to play the piano.
3) People around me to be happy.
4) World peace.
5) Play professional football.
6) Have a big-ass mansion.
7) Have no regrets.
Seven things I can’t do in this lifetime:
1) Be the youngest player to wear the national colours of countries I have citizenship in to play football.
2) Study hard.
3) Be very unfaithful.
4) Stop playing the beautiful game.
5) Be cruel deliberately.
6) Be gay.
7) Stop falling in love.
Seven things that attract me:
1) The beautiful game.
2) Cute girls. Cute, not necessarily pretty.
3) Money =\.
4) Kids. Our lost innocence.
5) A nice voice.
6) Something new.
7) Attractive things haha.
Seven things I say:
1) Haha.. Cause I like you.
2) I know you miss me!
3) I know you love me!
4) Oh Emm Gee!!
5) Goal!!
6) Hello!
7) Assorted vulgarities.
Seven books that I love:
1) Da Vinci Code
2) A Walk to Remember
3) The Outsiders
4) 5 People You Meet in Heaven
5) The Notebook
6) The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
7) Archie Comics!
Seven movies that I’ve loved:
1) Godfather
2) A Walk to Remember
3) The Classic
4) Brotherhood
5) Catch Me If You Can
6) The Terminal
7) The Last Samurai
Seven tags:
Seven random people reading this. You know, sometimes I really wish I could play the piano. Because there are so many things I don't know how to express.
But I can't. Sorry.
Friday, March 03, 2006
The days would all be empty;The nights would seem so long.
Unforgettable; That's what you are.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
I'm free. =) Mockery of a paper today.I miss you.
